the grandfather surrounded
by strangers
family reunion the grandfather surrounded by strangerstinywords
family reunion the grandfather surrounded by strangerstinywords
i think of moths, but i mostly think of candles the winter solsticetinywords
waterfalling the metallic teal peacock’s tail (haiga)tinywords
long workday . . . I sit in the garage till the Zeppelin endstinywords
another morning with dust on the desk tired of meeting a deadline that always returnstinywords
day of surgery this sudden interest in my lifelinetinywords
only child without a child winter moon (Originally published in The Heron’s Nest XXVI:1)tinywords
skimming the pages of a new field guide call of the flycatchertinywords