A Brush with Fate
a paintingof a boyplaying on the beach . . .the sea now swollenswallowing the manMonsieur Beaufont, an aristocrat from Paris, is throwing a housewarming party. He’s just migrated to New…
Timestamp
As autumn slowly fades into winter's relentless grasp, I find myself wandering back through the pages of my mind, watching piles of leaves I raked this morning skitter across the…
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 of…
Center of the Universe
wind playsin fields i once roameda billionblades of grass bendingwith the shifting sky What you saw on that empty hillside many decades ago, I’ll never really know because you carried…
Battle Cry
I tilt my head left to right to left, then forward and back to forward. Roll it around. Shrug my shoulders down, then up, down, then up. Fingers squeeze, stretch,…
Gibberish
don’t ask me what they’re all about—these words so devoutly spewing from my mouthas if some great meaning i espoused to riot in while you were out in the runes…
Bearing the Sacred News
morning’s pale slivernearly unperceivablethe taste of yesterday, still heavy in the airour 911 sent to Godradio waves prayed into spacean SOS from humanityseeking absolution, deliverance from calamityswallowed by the voidjust…
Free Ride
fog swirlsover roads once strolledshadows driftingin the folds of my mindforming stories in the gray It’s 9 pm. A truck stop in the distance peers from the dark, welcoming. The…
Commercial Breakdown
go aheadslip in dangling modifieran unexplained pronounor a hyped-up verbno one’s watchingi do it all the timepeople say it’s the right thing to dologic doesn’t sellbut functions well as a…
Movement
for Johanna. halls paintedin dancing candlelight . . .my breathing tunedto the echoesof your footsteps How could a memory from 40-years ago tug at me as yours does now? How…
