Monthly Archives: September 2011

Out in the blue rain two loons sail past each other as if not speaking.

It dawned on me she was a piece of work. My neck fell asleep and woke up tingling again. Outside automobiles huffed and puffed in the streets. There you have it, I said to myself, pure and simple. Surly jets … Continue reading →

Just let me be a poet, mom. I’ll write a few about Lake Squam. You’ll be proud one day I hope. Sorry. I am such a dope. I’ve toughened up my Buddha abs to fend your not-so-subtle jabs. The way … Continue reading →