Poetry
Dad is Inside Mom
Dad is inside Mom. They are so far up each other’s business that Mom engulfs Dad like a sausage casing. They operate in stereo now, in layers. The heft of…
Read MoreMy Marriage: A Haiku
Love left long ago Recently, I did the same Rebirth is timeless
Read MoreStinging, or Conversation with a Pin
Stinging me—that pin. Caressing you—this curve. Imagine me that night forgetting you this morning. Lulling me, an oversight, goodnight. Alarming you under dark, rough morning. Reminding me of pain, forgetting…
Read MoreSecond Shift Waitress
She fell into a deep sleepless dream. She dreamed she was a queen, Princess Diana before she was dead, Churchill without the soggy stogies and stale slogans, Dr. Phil, Oprah,…
Read MoreStill Life
Our home is in need of repairs we can no longer afford. Perched atop a slippery slope on the outskirts of town, we watch the sun plunge westwards over muddy…
Read MoreThe Not Knowing is Most Intimate
The dharma teacher’s wife is leaving him after forty-nine years of marriage. I think of him as you and I lay under the trees, away from the rest of the…
Read More2020 HINDSIGHT
Year of the Iron Reporter Year of the Golden Jackass President Year of the Monkeybutt Blockbuster 3D Year of the New Virus Corona Year of the Dragon Elements Year of…
Read MoreOut of Tickets to Ride
I squirm at that phantom hand of smoke, a clawed finger beckons toward a carnie operator, keeper of the wheel in plaid knickers, who winks, “you’re next sweetie”. He rolls…
Read MoreThe Piano Appeared One Day
The piano appeared one day— an upright instrument laying on its side— abandoned steel and copper wires, a felled forest of resonant sounds: spruce, maple, and ash. No Good Samaritan…
Read MoreThe Cloth of Me
Driving to the airport, we talk of yesterday: Larry, our brother, up in his second-floor room behind a quarantine window, revealed between the strips of metal— real, not some wavering…
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