I miss the days when I didn’t miss things so much.My father’s voice in the next room.My mother’s cool hand on my forehead.My first solo drive in my first shitty car. The record store on the corner.The bookshop downtown.The few true friends I knew in high school.The snake bite of first love that followed.Days whenContinue reading “I Miss”
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Homage
One bright day I stood aloneon a school playgroundtwisting blades of grassin my child-sized fingers.Then suddenly, a hot jolt of pain.Yellowjacket strike!Soon my finger swelled to twice its size.Then it was my eye.Later, I overheard someone say“You know, he could’ve died!”But I was rushed to the hospitalin that old green truckdriven by the red-faced teacherContinue reading “Homage”