The Smell
Just in time for Halloween, I have a horrifying tale straight from my car, and it isn’t the fact that my mechanic discovered my ’08 Cobalt had its original struts. I was in Iowa for most of September, and in … Continue reading The Smell
Just in time for Halloween, I have a horrifying tale straight from my car, and it isn’t the fact that my mechanic discovered my ’08 Cobalt had its original struts. I was in Iowa for most of September, and in … Continue reading The Smell
Evening was settling over town in the way a blanket thrown over a bed slowly settles over it – softly, and with a few wrinkles of sunlight. I had run to my car for some things I’d forgotten and when … Continue reading Bare Bulb
I have another practice poem this week. This one was written before last week’s poem, but it was more difficult to write. It came in bits and pieces over the course of a week, then had to be set aside … Continue reading Poetry Practice #2
Today, I wrote most of a poem while sitting in the laundromat. Continue reading Poetry Practice
I went for a walk in a field one day in June, and there I found the insects performing one of their duties to nature. They were seeking out the flowers, islands of color in a mostly green sea, and … Continue reading One Day In June