I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…

pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction

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Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind

Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools

In the lamplight leaf shadows break on the ragged edges of my heart

we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said

death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening

wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes

The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch

we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity

silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union

GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…

see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed

Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….