October 2021 Writing

As the years pass Piled like deadfall It seems like more and more Leaves are cleaved From these skeletal trees   You’d think they’d stand Straighter for the loss But their boughs bow low Hunched over as if against Coming winter’s wicked-eyed wind   As if the...

We left the door open like a bottle. Imagine all the wine stains over the years. We’ve blossomed closer, archived past-lives, footnoted each other’s autobiographies, cross-referenced reincarnation. Each step you take is a word I write each word I write is a posted...

Ava was born without skin. The doctor delivered her gingerly, cradling her clacking bones, as he pulled her sinewy muscles and ligaments from her mother’s body, her lungs and heart puddling through his thick fingers. Ava’s mother cried when she saw her daughter and...

Seven-year-old Melody always leaves a space on the swing for her guardian angel. She’s too new yet in a world that barely hides pains of hunger, shivers of cold on a night when the coal stove burns out hours before dawn, smells of ageing urine in the bedside pot and...

Residentially Trinitized...

When mom went into long-term rehab she left her size 9N white leather Keds on the floor in front of her vanity, untied, casually placed. She left them in the same spot every day so she could slip them on and take a turn around the garden before or after work to see...

A mandatory trip across New Zealand #2 « You take the car, the credit card and you go visit New Zealand » This is what my new boyfriend tells me! I am  forced to get out of his house and travel with his car and his credit card and drive through his...

A mandatory trip across New Zealand « You take the car, the credit card and you go visit New Zealand » This is what my new boyfriend told me…so , I was forced to get out of his house and travel with his car and his credit card , and drive through his...

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