with nicotine-stained
fingers he pays the fare
winter rain
Author: Bob Redmond
Bob Redmond lives in Burien, WA.
saving for a winter’s day gold-dusted bee
old growth forest the feeling of being watched
the closed-up
amusement park
cicadas roar
the neighbor boy
saws his cello off-key–
spring breeze
on a field trip
all their craning necks—
turtles on a log
wildflower meadow
the names you’re not here
to tell me
indian summer
holding on
and letting go