The Brea[d]ths of July

July 13, 2012, at 7:30 AM This has always been my least favorite day of summer.The one where my child goes off to her father's for a month.The one where my role - and need for my services - abruptly stops. In some years, she will return and tell me they forbid her to call... Continue Reading →

October’s Waltz.  Poem.

​In pre-dawn still The wind comes once every Three minutes, bellowing deep in the trees Slow, picks up speed, then stops. dark ghost train winds down, swapping arrivers for departers Whose gossamer trench coating shuffle wet Leaves adhere, our front window stained chapel glass between worlds. Warm and dry, tamed storming, unpredictable rowdy Timetables of bluster... Continue Reading →

14 November 2012. (Diary)

14. The age of my only child. Tonight at dinner, at a table adjacent to ours, an upset pre-toddler cried most of the time. Basically, through his family's dinner and ours. I asked Loinfruit to run to the car for my phone, and while she was away, I got up and went over to the cryer's... Continue Reading →

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