Looking for a Sign of Life His eyes were already burning from the smoke of the cigarette stuck to his lips when the river running southeast towards Felton took a shallow leap and headed east. He stood in the rush... Continue Reading →
Memories Over Yonder Hill I realize that I have been here before, even though I have no tangible proof of such a claim. It is a distant foggy memory that reoccurs every now and then. It is not a place... Continue Reading →
The Best (1) a white haired woman in blue sweats slowly jogs determinedly up the sidewalk as morning cars pass by (2) plastic bag rolls end over end across the noon median until run down momentarily set back then onward... Continue Reading →
How Things Happen And you had no idea They were coming. The neighbor who turns ugly about your Dog. The girl you had your eye on all those months at night school And you hear she got engaged to the... Continue Reading →
Whole Wheat We break bread together, not the soft stuff either, the whole grain, not the barely held together, yeast noticeable to the tongue, the firm-wrist-ripping type measured in torques, risen without ruse, no oat to lighten, no lie of... Continue Reading →
Rain and Breakfast Wind rankles the panes like a giant inhaling for his birthday wish– and I wonder if the house could lift off its foundation like Dorothy's did– spin across the soccer fields and coffee shops and set me... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 