This Morning Before Light
Down in the pit I was this morning before light I was thinking about…
We Men of Winter Wait
We sat there. Just a couple of guys out on the bench looking out at…
The Woman from the Greenhouse
There is a woman from the greenhouse. You may know her. She was waiting for…
The Believer’s Ball
They are all here Birds of a feather Peas in a pod Chips off the…
Her Shiny Red Shoes
It was cold in Portland We crossed the street surrounded by skyscrapers necks craned upward…
The Fishermen
It is hard to write on a day when you’re afraid. Anxiety crawling up to…
A Cleansing Rain
This morning in the early hours I woke with a heaviness. I asked myself am…
When Weakness is My Strength
The opportunities for worrying are endless. Just when I think I have all my ducks…