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

once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead

liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…

I saw their faces as clearly as if… on their stones beneath their name… heard their voices in the trees whose roots go deep into their dus… and into the dust of this Island

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

inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls

Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection

odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing

I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more

Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing

I met her at the supermarket this… She told me she works in the schoo… I saw again a little girl nervousl… at the taunting –Tallest girl in g… And I wonder if she’s back there…

looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane

I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer

the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom

surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas