Wiseacre Wood [Pulaski Road at Night]

Listen close for the stars above have such good things to tell you. Listen honestly, into the twilight let your eardrum lean hard into the sky to hear the song being written just for you. High above the embrace of hearth, of more import than daily distraction, high-hanging only for you lofty strung lightnotes of... Continue Reading →

Ghostwalk

August 1, 2020, very early in the morning. In the small bath on the second floor, above my parent's bedroom, reading e-mail and waking up on the toilet, I hear him talking to her."WAKE. UP. YOU'RE. DREAMING." Briefly, garbled from sleep and the floor baffling between us, she tries to say something back. She's not... Continue Reading →

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Somewhere in this heart beneath all my grief and pain, churning confusion and waves of disbelief I know you found the path to leave To let go and sigh into the mighty arms of the Universe where you will find the deepest Love and the purest welcoming All for you Lean into it and let... Continue Reading →

July 29, 2020: sleep talk

"She's on her way out." So says the CNA charged with day care of my a-mother six days out of seven for the two-and-a-half years. She's been in a state of decline for weeks; her death, when it comes, will likely be labeled a combination of broken hip/fall related trauma and old age. The fall,... Continue Reading →

Hericane. [sic]

In pre-dawn stillThe wind comes once everyThree minutes, bellowing deep in the treesSlow, picks up speed, then stops. dark ghost trainwinds down, swapping arrivers fordepartersWhose gossamer trench coating shuffle wetLeaves adhere, our front window stained Chapel glass between worlds. Warm and dry,tamed storming, unpredictable rowdyTimetables of bluster and agenda, measures of syncopated nature, theruthless spiced... Continue Reading →

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