Oh, young father! The beer hasn’t caught up with your gut just yet and your best smoking years are right ahead of you. Your wife still bears the luggage of your daughter’s arrival along her midriff and her floppy hat waves goodbye to the life you both knew. My three meet the waves head on,…
Category: Poems
Remember
Emerging from a world which had consumed me, you—nameless but familiar—showed up with your own offspring. They tugged at your arms as you set them up for entertainment in front of their monitors. You were frustrated by their capricious desires. And yet you still treated them as if they were tiny adults—asking them what they…
Your son
When your son reached across my hot plate and speared his fork into my hash browns, I fought the primal urge to stab my fork into his grubby little paw.
Summer Girl
I never knew her name But I loved her Because when she ascended from the water Her long brown hair clung To the back of her neck And her one-piece swimsuit. She lived behind freckles And her brown eyes Never met mine. The giant concrete pond teemed With kids – mostly white, some black –…