March 2022 Writing

Broken Things

Broken Things It had been a long time since she had been outside. Everything was different. Crumpled metal that had once been a tool she couldn’t identify, one her husband had held skillfully in his hands, the gleaming tool throwing dirt everywhere, now was twisted,...

Clear & Snake Skin & In Her Skin

Clear We sit in the rickety treehouse sharing a jar of your grandad’s clear. “This has bullets in it. I can feel them shooting stars around my soul.” Tomorrow you will tell me about Mailman Fred, how he wears nothing beneath his pale blue shorts, how thin the air...

Nin Nibab

I The gallery was in an old building, a small dive surrounded by a row of single-family houses huddled together like they were trying to keep out the chill of the snow. The land they stood on was traditional homelands to the Potawatomi, Ho-Chunk, and Menominee,...

The Country and the Town – 1956

The summer I turned sixteen, my mother let me go to Girl Scout Wilderness Camp.  I had waged a passionate campaign for weeks: "I can use my old sleeping bag", I  begged; "I won't ask for any allowance in June", I promised.   She relented. We slept in pup tents on the...

1. 2. The Healer

1.That Phone Call The phone rings and rings and rings, dragging Joel out of deep fatigue. He stumbles, lifts the line and gets a dry ‘Hello’ out, only to hear…nothing…. He repeats: ‘Hello’ and knows that someone is on the other end… but who. The silence scatters...

Elegy

Elegy for J & J   May you rest easy With sunlight Kissing the backs Of your hands   Celestial fingers Need no fretboard callouses The strings ring Reverberating echoes stretching back over themselves Pulled close like a cloak Turning inward while hurdling out...

A Day After Death

the sky all that day had a yellow cast to it   trees stood empty against the horizon   air was unnaturally still, a slight   chill to it as if hinting of winter   yet to come   I touched her she was hard like wood   lips dark with...

Dear dad

                     Dear Dad Dear dad, where are you now? Are you reincarnated in a 22 years old person? If yes,you could have been one of my student, same thing for mom. Remember my  garden ? It has several trees, two apple trees  and one plum tree, plus others...

Arriving Is What We’re Destined For

Win or lose, brother, toss your head back anyway. Deathbed side, face the final penalty with a laugh, you hit the post, scored, sent it into the stands, no one was watching, one billion stars tuned in, say what you will, do what you did, mail the letter, bounce the...

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