Author: admin

Word by word you build your story
and I listened intently,
so I now know that I need to
sing you a lullaby nightly and
say prayers of hope each morning.

Let them wander, lonely,
graceful, proud,
far away from us.

When I fed the chickens their eggs
I didn’t know it would make them
stop laying eggs, but thought I was
replenishing their depleted calcium.

He told me once he and a friend poured Sterno
through loaves of bread to strain it so they could drink
on cold nights

Neighbors appear in ones and twos
to cluster outside the buildings.
Some have brought folding chairs,
others binoculars, as though expecting
fireworks and not a lunar eclipse.

The thirst for the ride is nothing compared to the sound
of wind in my ears, waves thrashing the living daylights

the nature of speech
between old friends: blunt
and cautious.

Everywhere I go, I am feted and fed
as if just returned from the Day of the Dead