Hang Up

It’s amazing how the internet white pagesList cell and landline numbers going back ages I would try the most recent … More

Seen and Unseen

I see the clouds come floating inFrom the northwest this morning The weather forecast is for showersThis afternoon and strengthening … More

The phone rings. It’s a live number. I inhale and hold my breath. It’s been many years, so I can’t say for … More

That former love’s words recalled moreIn bits and pieces like lyricsOf a song recalled less and lessHer face shimmers further … More

I feel like a man whose memory functions glacier slow nowMy mind takes eons to piece together some semblance of … More

She brushes his hand with a blood red nail as they both reach for their coffee cupsSits back on the … More

Every night that it consumes youVariations hardly alter the hunt at allEven varied details wind you to the same endRandom … More

Not just another pretty faceOr boasting of looks other women should mimicTaught at a young age to value nothing by … More

I want to call herWith words I’d say hoping maybeAre warm enough to reachNow back to then and break the … More

Your grave does look newNot just the polished markerI see the way the green grass spreads out behind itTo a … More

When I was boundWas I bound tightFrank Gorshin pleaseRiddle me this How can you ever feelYou’ve been turned freeWhen you … More

The day is young and I am notSo slowly walk this beaten pathMy daily pondering strollScanning the surroundingsSearching for a … More

In the last years I wonderWhy I have to do thisVisit in the nursing homeNow that your mind is goneAnd … More

A writer should show and not tellI’ve heard that advice foreverSo if you and I were a storyThe better final … More

Those weren’t soft footstepsTip-toeing up the stairsWhen Gordon Lightfoot took offJumped the last jet planeTo rise whole and healedFar above … More

She liked riding the bus. The anonymity. Being by herself. Not being recognized was a good thing. Not having to … More

In a moment of dark magicThe entrancer turned enchanterSpun into a dove and flew awaySome belladonna dancing in the windHer … More

Once upon a time, there was a little girl from the west side of Chicago, City of the Big Shoulders. … More

It’s the small talk in the night. Lying side by side. Whispering back and forth about what’s passed or what’s … More

They seemed to clash a lot nowadays. Should I go or should I stay, he wondered, like a chorus playing … More