Reicarnation
"Hope” is the thing with feathers - Serena strolls down the sidewalk, thumbing through her treasured collection of Emily Dickinson poems, not unlike a typical teenager scrolling through their Facebook…
Bedside Manner
frosty hospital window—from this bedmy reflection for a view After spending a sleepless night listening to my ticker for the slightest irregularity—even the ones in my imagination—I finally doze off…
Clouds of Faces Drifting . . . By
For anyoneWho’s ever loved meEach who stopped to careFor the prayersAnd helping handsThe smiles and the laughter.What means so much to me is that you thought of me.That is why…
Flicker
We danced through spring, held hands all summer, embarked on strolls through groves of falling leaves. Beside the fire, this winter's eve, crackles in our ears simmer with the echoes…
Somersault
"All you have to do is stare into the sun until you start seeing angels. Gravity will do the rest." flexing his musclesthe brainiacstubs his toe
Wrinkles in the Equation
Age is a relative thing, not an aunt or uncle thing, no, more like an Einstein thing, like a black hole waiting to swallow you up and never gonna spit…
Litmus Test
She wastes no time.> Tell me something about yourself.> Uh, I have a green nose . . .> There's a truck in my bed . . .> Just shaved my…
Lanolin
Once again, 3:00 AM. This computer’s clock has ticked away another two hours of irreplaceable sleep time. My bladder woke me and my treacherous brain denied me a return to…
Driftwood
The wandering woman curls her toes into the sand as a wave cascades over her feet. The cool, frothy wash provides an interesting contrast to the heat of the merciless…
Unstrung
no guide…I head for the nearestmirage My balance is getting worse. It’s one a.m. and I’m in a Walgreens’ parking lot cleaning out my car. Lost my father and girlfriend…
