Yearly Archives: 2008

How he brought the good news from the doctor to the wishing well

I was busting out all over It was almost like galloping except I was posting in the car stalled in grid lock while the radio hosts bantered with phone-in opinions on something or other urgently requiring immediate inanity I wanted … Continue reading

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just before the appointment when you were unaware that there was an appointment that the arms of the clock were lining up in a specific arbitrary configuration you were gazing through a butterfly at the blue rag of sky or … Continue reading

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How can I write a poem for you?

Paper is too pale for our sunsets too silent for the morning stomp of smiling grandchildren too cool for warm grass, or the sunny beach of sand castles too clean for pesky spider shit or bottles on the lawn or … Continue reading

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