November Song

I look back on them all long and longfor what I might have had in my mind’s eyesee red skirts … More

A Memory of Dying

I can see us holding those little white pleated paper cups,smell the yellow pineapple cubes, icy cold, the perfect mid-morning … More

A Dying Wish

The second thing I remember is my 4th birthday party,five red wax candles burning on a pink cake, the extra one … More

On Wisconsin

I hear, see, grow the silence of the fields, the farmershaving retreated into their farmhouses as graves,the long acres of … More

The Norway Dance

Last night I dreamed I danced on my Norwegian side.I’m ashamed to say, I’ve no idea what authentic Norwegian dance … More

When Will Rogers Met Donald Trump

Stuck here at home, unable to see my family anymore,lying in bed at night I think, with short, shallow breaths … More

Shanghai Tower

I wouldn’t get caught dead in Dubai, so probably then in the endthe tallest building I’ll ever have visited in … More

Time Lesson 10: Cutting Ties

He had a baby once.He didn’t survive the pregnancy.Neither did it.  Neither did she.A crisis back then.  What to do, … More

Time Lesson 9: How to Cut It

I sliced the back of my neck the other day.Not huge, but not small either. Lots of blood.I was pissed. … More

Time Lesson 7: Stop the Clock

Benevolent Time sat cross-legged on the mantle smiling,saying she’d push it over, her index finger often fakingflicking it, when, to … More

Time: Lesson 6 (Picture It)

It’s a storm brewing a good distance away, hit or pass me questions,perfectness of June moons, the chaos of a … More

Time: Lesson #5 (September Song)

RememberSummerCountryRockDiscoPop78Era / AndRecordsCassettesCDsMP3sWaiterPlease * * * * * Aloha #WriterFriday. Today’s #WritingPrompt is music Use it to inspire a piece … More

Time: Lesson #4

See here, this is her jigsaw puzzle, given to me early on, that from the firstI can remember, I began … More

Time: Lesson #3

I stand at my stove, arms against the dark glass surface, watching the water in a pot.I’m waiting for a … More

Time: Lesson #2

You must be right-handed. I blush, turn my head and give her a sideways glance. Oh no, not that.  I … More

Time: Lesson #1

I hear that gentle knock at the door, my teacher Time, again.She comes around, and we sit together on my … More

Now the bad news

You can’t turn around and follow your sweetbread and malasada crumb trail back in time.Frighteningly, friend, it’s been sucked up … More

Affair on Eighth Avenue

I sing a fall chill wind exploring the corners here, on the downside of town,the sun unable to peer into … More

Dance to Darkness

I notice her here this evening, watch her closely, intentlylistening to a fly buzz and bump up against the screen. … More

Not Some Poem

He tired of writing poems aboutmorning, old age, and birds,telling buds, planets, fate, and war,how everyone knows meadows and hate … More