Month: December 2024
-
-
-
In Spite of
ever blooming wounds we are light sleepers now I’ve known rivers older than any veins I’ve heard the Nile roar in Bible lessonsI’ve…
-
In Red Lodge, Montana
There’s a hidden mountain roadto a geology camp that locals know to drive on clear nights,to the lookout point. City…
-
-
-
The Train
I was hungry that morning;he began making something to eat,but he really was not in the moodfor more dirty dishes.…
-
Teaching Him How to Two Step, Again
Parkinsons, a repulsive pantheonparked over us, like a thick and fat pissing dogan imminent edict: time’s tapped out,slimy-slug slap,a snot…
-
Downtime
I’m old now. It’s been many years since I first realized I was not like other people. That realization was…
-
My Grandfather’s Hand
My grandfather’s hand was a leaving song;it was cold, like my mother’s kitchenwhen the utensils languished in idleness.Lines ran through…