Monthly Archives: January 2009

in passing

the guy scraping his windshield sent raspy blasts of ice drops popping into the crisp cold air Damn shame I didn’t go with my buddy: he left for sunny Florida two days ago He didn’t use the colon on purpose … Continue reading

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listening

Old gray cat calls in the hall deaf dancer waiting for an answer. Fruitless I coo endearment near her: she cannot hear me. Wauls for her god long gone.

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