The Remedy*
How much clarity is required?The light through the window tantalizes an answer,if I could but read the tattoo of its …
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From Mystery Cave
Learned Too LateDon’t wait for it to happen,by then, it already has.Already, bones turned to dust,the ash of who I …
Brown Out
In the dark now.Power comes and goes.A battery is borrowed time.But here, the happiest place on earth,there is a lottery, …
Le Roi De Coeur*
Before we became wards of the state,dependent upon the appanages of a royal uncle,you could find us standing shoulder to …
Tenants*
We’re all tenants of some sort:guests, landlords, freeloaders.But really, what matters for the most of usis what matters,or it doesn’t …
Sojourn
An open boat crossing takes the kind of luckthat survivors must carry on their backs.Being from another place is a …
Notes from Mystery Cave
TollThe wind rolls free for the taking.Jack pines complain, clouds curdle.The sun is a cardboard cutout,and we are silhouettes on …
Bluebird Love
For some Love is a monster in the closetwaiting in the darkness to pounce.For others Love is an angel guiding …
Family Portrait
Thirty years my father labored in a film factory.There is no evidence he ever took a picture.There is a family …
From Mystery Cave State Park
I came across this poem by Pat Schneider, The Patience of Ordinary Things, and I want to share it with …
Poetry on the run 