Starting OverA poem by Tricia McCallum Starting OverI would replace the finger you lost on your right handworking in munitions during the war.You always hid away that hand.Gone would be a troubled older brother sneaking into your room at nightand his... Continue Reading →
Minor Defects Will Not Affect WearA poem by Tricia McCallum Minor Defects Will Not Affect Wear How can you care notFor this earthly life?Even with its vagaries,Its ragtag beginnings,Unspeakable endings.Remember howThe latte at the corner café that late afternoonArrived as... Continue Reading →
Just for Today. A Poem by Tricia McCallum - "Not every last “t” needs to be crossed. For once let a button unravel..." @triciamccallum1 #poetry #poem
The Jackknife Up the rungs of the diving ladder one more time, gripping the cold, unforgiving steel with my shriveled bare toes, nine steps to the top, reaching, it seemed, to the sky. Still in his work clothes, my father... Continue Reading →
The Island Dog He is everyone’s; Yet he is no one’s. Vacationers arrive, discover him, Dote on him for two weeks, then disappear. He is their holiday project A story they’ll tell over dinner at home. Some allow him in,... Continue Reading →
At Rest He can be found at the cemetery most afternoons for as long as he can stand the heat, or the cold. By the hour he sits there on a small iron bench in sight of her grave. It... Continue Reading →
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