dear john, in one hundred years you may find this letter unfurling in the hands of your grandchildren will it be better than before or will sharp pain still unlock the crimson trail revealing some truth along the way these tiny hands grasping at history the sound of paper tearing bringing glee across their faces... Continue Reading →
Summer body
In my hands you melt,Cherry popsicle trailing;Is this summer dreams? The future is bright.
After all this
It started innocently enough Those fingers entwined in my pant leg (tugging fervently for attention) Wide eyes and machine gun mouth Rattling off question after question Keen on getting to the point Of why we should ban bedtime You remember now how best to hide Behind the closet door for just a moment of silence
Spyglass neighbors
Having not left home since mid MarchI feel it wise to inform you Of how limited the value Of work And what that means to be 'essential' I can tell you living adrift Of all the paradigm shifts Wouldn't leave much room With all that mulling about Painted walls absent-minded Given fresh coats & shown... Continue Reading →
balancing the books
Summer is here (ish) The official hello not for another month Given how drafty it's been We're long overdue for a spot of tea (Or whatever makes your heart sing) While I look over this paperwork Wedging spectacles over bridge Letters and numbers All hieroglyphics & coded For archival purposes Leading into focus For the... Continue Reading →