Once Upon a Time in Maryland
The times were far from happy, but they were stable and predictable in their badness, and that was almost good, in its own way.
JAKE
Tableau
There’s a cockroach wiggling in, above, and behind-below my gut
Last Ride
I do miss that sky.
Best in Show, Reserve Champion
This is not Apple Strudel’s first showing. She’s been shown from the Milky Way to the Pisco Nebula.
Philosophic Fragments
Love is a memory. Love is a memory that’s present, / A memory not resolved, not passing into past,
Desert Meadow
All through winter life burnt; all through spring. / Autumn, a spoke on the same wheel, will repeat
Strange Uterus
The fire danced, made the shadows quiver. The pile of mail, the letter opener on the cabinet, the single bookshelf: all creeping in at the edges of the darkness.