Category Archives: serial

poetry published in serial linked parts

On being mistaken for myself

Photos never lie except when they must, with a minimum of mendacity, tell welting whoppers about how egregiously old the old codger has become. I have studied photos taken years ago that make me look youthful although I can recall … Continue reading

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Not I

It had to be somebody else— that picture they said was I; he was old and paunchy, looked like he should be chewing a cheroot in a rocker, cracking wise about the good old days on the porch out front … Continue reading

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vanity

and he opened his eyes to see a broad river whose water gleamed swirled jade and amethyst, garnet and sapphire he turned his back on it and looked to the rude mud huts that stood nearby and with his inner … Continue reading

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