Two Grackles

I found myself watching two grackles in the back parking lot pecking at a vomit stainthey would take turns stopping  and staring back at me with mistrustone grackle looked desperatethe other looked bored the desperate one scraped his beak impatiently against the asphalt the bored one pecked softly at one spot after another, as if to say:... Continue Reading →

Echoes

A draft rufflesmy bedroomon this pollen-bearing night,a novel open before meas TV blares fromdownstairs,voices talkbelow floorboards,and I am alone,blanket pulledover my legsas I turn pages,a page falls,a slow turn,slow like a mothwandering toward light,and a sudden memory flashes:a headstonewith a large winged angel womannear it, like Athena on a grassy hill,the cemetery greennear the pondwe... Continue Reading →

Your First Tablao

for Mom Sangría and string lights sweet under the olive treesthe stars appearing through gnarled branchesyou yawn like the almost-full moon savingsome of yourself for the night ahead and with a nodand a hand the usher directs everyone into the theaterchatter filling the tall ceiling from which stage lightsdim but bright enough stillto see dust motes... Continue Reading →

Orca Bites

When waves hit us, our toes disappeartoo quickly in loose sandand each vacation day fades into shadowlike a seal just below the crest of sea.We are losing this lifetime battle,our bodies too long in our shells.So we practice hiding, disguiseourselves as tourists, three deep against the railof a sightseeing boat. A younghumped back whale throws... Continue Reading →

Traditions

On July 26th, 1895, in Mannheim, Germany,a mutt by the name Wilson startedthe international canine pastimeof urinating on car tires.A primitive version existedon wagon wheels,but Wilson established for dogkindwhat the pony express was for us.A way for Canis familiaris to communicateacross swaths of territoryat the cost of raising a leg.Brilliant.Passed down across twenty generationsand multiple... Continue Reading →

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