When Wind Turbine Blades Expire
On the road over Altamont Passwind turbines stir by the incessantgusts that whip through the sere grass.The white towers form uniform rowslike the identical white... Read more.
The Shades Pulled Up and Down
1.A gaudy omen outside my neighbor’s window,bougainvillea’s flash mob of purple miniskirts.Let autocorrect create the comic simile.Today is like another opportunityfor... Read more.
Cure Redux
High in the rafters of Earth,a ventriloquized voice beckonsour species from the first eutherian mammalto the Anthropocene, our hapless current epoch.Régimes whisper... Read more.
Love Story of Pears
How many times I’ve passed them in the produce aislefearful their unblemished skin concealsblandness, disappointment.I walk away sure they are not as good as they... Read more.