In the evening you said little but glowered with bewilderment and betrayal whenever you gazed at me crouching on the floor at the other end of the lounge, and I set my eyes down, vanished into the task of clipping my toenails. What you thought then, I will not place...
Excerpt From Five Hours to Simla The mother was shushing them all fiercely when they heard the sound they had given up hope of hearing: the sound of a moving vehicle. It came roaring up the road from behind them not at all where they had expected overtaking them in a...
LANDSCAPE OVER ZERO it’s hawk teaching song to swim it’s song tracing back to the first wind we trade scraps of joy enter family from different directions it’s a father confirming darkness it’s darkness leading to that lightning of the classics a door of weeping slams...
Yesterday in the garden where I’ve spent hours each day for the last week or so, amidst rosebush and spirea and a gnarled apricot tree and lavender shooting up its spires like the hands of elementary school kids who all know the answer, I drifted over to a butterfly...
