Haibun

Sweet Rachelle, your first eager glance has lasted all these years. I sit with it now and wonder, what has become of you? I feel your inspiration well inside of…

Wrapped around your finger, like a towel around an agitator. Lost my glasses in the dishwasher looking for you. The blow-dryer went out with a bang and now my hair…

downwind from the cattle ranch, cooking hash on a campfire, smells like nuclear fallout, the time for mourning the cows—over and done—we milked the last one before slicing her throat…

Ronnie stepped off the bus and flew thirty feet, right before my eyes. By the time he landed, he was dead. Fifty years later, the events are still in slow motion in my…

Somewhere inside his meandering mind, he finds a moment where he can set aside the complexities of life. Sitting at his desk, the walls fall away and he becomes that…

Moving is no fun, but after living in a nursing home for over two years I find it to be an adventure. My stuff, those things that have been languishing…

so long quiet night . . .the cacophonyof a world awakeis bewitchedby itself This tale begins at dawn. Eyelids flutter open. Daylight spills in. Covers unfurl. Feet touch the floor.…

Outside the cabin, a smaller, child-size log cabin once sat next to the driveway. Over the years, a coven of spiders and wood ticks took it over, the forest slowly…

The eight-year-old boy can’t reach the first branch of the largest of a pair of maples in the front yard so he settles for the lowest branch of the smaller…

I’m alone in the desert—sand in my mouth. The skies have scorched me. The wind has blown me from mirage to mirage. But I’ll reach for your hand till I…