i. the opening line never appears to land precisely, despite rehearsals prior to the main ... CONTINUED
Afternoon Nor’easter
Cold rain hammers clay roof tiles, its staccato rhythm hypnotic in a room devoid of ... CONTINUED
one wish
through my window moonlight dances between bare branches of the oak out back. i imagine ... CONTINUED
Night Moves
Seger's "Night Moves" wove its spell in a room stripped bare of furniture as couples ... CONTINUED
vespers (vi)
no candle fitfully flames on my antique dresser. cloaked in darkness, i kneel by an open ... CONTINUED
on hold
out past the screen door night sneaks up like a black cat, dewy with fog. in the trees out ... CONTINUED
What if, after the new?
From different worlds we collide, and like a bolt from the blue summer enters my life once ... CONTINUED