ABANDONED NEW HAMPSHIRE FARMHOUSE   Forest devours wood like a crow feasting on road-kill, clapboard and stump, press-ganged into the cause of future trees. Even fireplace bricks, hard as farmers, mulch their way to rain-pocked clay.   The garden has eloped with wildflowers. Fence posts dig their own grave.   Only glass and metal take […]

ATTRACTION   We come to the dinner table like prospective tenants looking over a new apartment.   She claims the situation with the giving of her eyes. To me, looking elsewhere is untenable. I take her all in like the sweep of a lighthouse.   Her face is as delicately lovely as a fawn’s. My […]

MORNING IS Morning is a sparrow perched on a rooftop, trilling short sweet notes. Or a blue jay circling, hacking like an old man clearing his throat. It’s not me. It’s not my yawns. It’s not my knuckles rubbing their way into my eye sockets. Morning is always beyond the window. It’s a flower nudged […]

THE GUITAR I pick up the guitar for no particular reason. It’s an old friend that I’ve neglected these past few years. I start with a simple e-chord, strum with the back of my fingers. I listen to the blend of strings, then pluck them one by one with my stunted nails. I prefer the […]