Missouri highway
this night there?s only me
and a radio preacher
Month: January 2012
thoughts unspool
with the white line
road trip
straight furrowed fields
all the things I wish
I could unsay
across the blue dome of the great basin mustang’s eye
no Perseids yet—
just the Milky Way
and a million stars
half the sky
a deeper blue
mid-life birthday
at a crossroads
summer wind
through prairie grass
the road home each bend unwinding an earlier version
anniversary
on his bedside table
a thin film of dust
in the apartment
that he never tried to leave
a map of the world