My father finds comfort in crows
Inexplicable. That is what I say when you tell me and all I can do is shrug and count: How …
Category Archives: My family
Waiting for the doctor
hazy dry, as if in midair distant beeps, rattles, blood pressure cuff wheezing up, releasing, hour after hour, day may …
In the sea
Sometimes, my wife thinks she is still a saber tooth. I call to her to come back and we rock …
Lantern on path
Lantern swinging down path — I wonder if it is really there, if that is you, or just some accident …
The Red Trail
you would think as you walk along the forest ridge this time of year there could be nothing more wondrous …
Childcraft, 1964 ed.
loud, no books but encyclopedia, hiding behind end-table, drapes fidgeting, national geographics layered open alien religions, bangles elongating necks, circular …
To my Aunt Cathy
It was as we played king of the raft — bobbing the way it did, always half-swamped with the translucent …
Top of the White Trail
The first sense you have is of the isolation
and how disorienting it feels
to not see anyone, even a stranger.
Haunted
I had thought it was God who
visited me that night, or the devil,
but perhaps it was just you,
She struts
She struts ahead of me,
the hem of her black dress
with bunches of pink flowers
