My Husband Holds Up a Pair of Mismatched Socks
I tell him not to worry, eventually they will match,one day finding one another again,
eventually the...
You’re Done
If you’ve spied the tender, mud-
bound shoot—once the day has shown
some faint sign of lengthening—
its twin pokes its promise
from your sleepy, light-deprived
winter mind,...
April 22: Birthday of Charles Mingus and Louise Glück
“writing is a kind of revenge against circumstance” –Louise Glück
Days bop along
atop
each other
like ragtag treetops
or like
highway-side...
