The meadow prefers no trespassers
or, To Donald Trump and all the other letches throughout my long life, starting at age 11 and continuing far …
Category Archives: Memory
Taking the car to the beach
this is not quite the breeze that wound past us when we entered the woods off the dirt road and …
How to live in a dorm
Label everything. Your scent will not do. Your good grades will not do. Use only indelible ink. Label it with …
From the ether
Late in the afternoon that day, as the low sun pierced the leaves like a thousand glimmering stars, each of …
7/15
blue jay caws swell the faraway echo, drawing us near our sandy bluff — breezes wrap, spin us round, return …
The gods, the gods, how they love to hide behind a veil
I am not afraid of miracles, though all of my angry doubts must make you think so. I long for …
6/19
through this leafy tunnel, freed from the sun we stroll easy, trace silky air over our skin discover joy in …
From the contemplatives
From silence doors open — sometimes far off ringing, sometimes mute throbbing, sometimes rambling voices of ancestors, or strangers tapping …
On watching fish and light
i. The light of our fire straining up these walls brings me back. Far away from my brothers, I followed …
Conversations with my mother, now long-dead
I write to you everyday and each night in my mind — out of sight, out of love, out of …
