Make That a Double
Mom had a poodle named Martini. She loved that dog but may have loved the liquid indulgence even more. I mean, she always pampered that mutt, but she could also…
Light as Air
I don't know much about butterflies. I can recognize a Monarch when I see one, but other than that, they're just nice to look at. Today a white one, with…
Last Account
We are vanishing from the earth, yet I cannot think we are uselessor else Usen would not have created us. He created all tribes of menand certainly had a righteous…
In the Fields of Forever
along the bywayto adulthoodan apple tree bloomed . . .now I pick its fruitwith weathered hands I’m in rows of corn, running my fingers through the rustling leaves, the scent…
Inside the Gold Mine
The wooden stairs are steep, only about ten of them but steep. At the foot is Grandma’s canning pantry complete with carefully sealed Mason jars filled with applesauce, jams, jellies,…
Damn the Rituals
“An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.” …
Snapshots
It's hard to believe you're not here. Seems like yesterday we were laughing at stupid jokes, not taking life too seriously. I found an old picture of you in a…
Adjustment Disorder
I’m floating in an uncharted region of my mind. There are no faces in the portraits on these walls. Hitchhiked here from the medulla oblongata. Found myself sloshing it up…
A Brush With Fate
a paintingof a boyplaying on the beach . . .the sea now swollenswallowing the man Monsieur Beaufont, an aristocrat from Paris, is throwing a housewarming party. He’s just migrated to…
Winter’s Bitter Edge
The walking man studies the footprints he’s made in the first snow of this year, footprints meandering back through time, back through time with his thoughts. There he finds a…
