Monthly Archives: January 2015

Unasleep on the bed your head thick with night & the smell of darkness Spider-webs fall down & dust your face The feel of darkness brushes close like a bat’s wing flapping at your window Locomotive cry & sirens stab … Continue reading →

It never happened. We both dreamt it. You are dead to me and all your touches have turned to ash. There is no more flesh on these bones picked clean by the love-birds of prey. Only strangers now that glance … Continue reading →

Jean’s Kennel Personalized Lodging for Dogs or Cats 24 hr. Attention Exorcized Daily

going up or down I can’t tell which we can’t face up to one another my eyes down- cast as you look up at the nos. our hopes a rising & falling action

Freedom of speech dies on the lips, especially if we have to walk around being hypersensitive that something we might say might egoically offend someone’s poor ego and limited tolerance. The small, limited, narrow-agenda-ed sensitives now rule the Western world … Continue reading →

For many under 25-ers. the modern world sprang, fully-formed, ready-made, from the forehead of some computer whiz like Gates or Zuckerberg. There was nothing different before, ever. Hence, today’s young people’s great alienation from the past and from a more … Continue reading →

It all went well till I got to the end of Thompson Drive which ran out of houses at the edge of the prairie. No 518. Thompson proper began in the 400s. In -30 I trudged aimlessly back and forth … Continue reading →

and the world’s overwhelming, undeniable craziness, rapid changes, descent into chaos, fear, hate, ignorance, injustice, violence, selfishness, and accusatory/blaming edginess (these have always been and will always be), there will also be, periodically, personal and shared moments of agreement, connection, communication, warmth, caring, closeness, niceness, cuteness, … Continue reading →

He works in cameras at McBain’s and wears his suits one week at a time. Most of them are narrow-lapelled but they go well with his retro skinny ties. He wears a Canada tie-clip his mother gave him 50 years … Continue reading →

Margaret meets her mother for lunch at Edna’s. They like the Calorie Counter & the waitress with her hair in a bun knows them & calls her mother ‘dear’ as she pours their tea. Her mother just had her hair … Continue reading →