Triptych for a Rainy Day

I. Morning Rewind the grey dots on the pavement. Drop them up into the sky, Higher, higher to their pinprick pockets in the clouds. Pockets where, for a brief moment, the light peaks through the grey undersky—a split-second split for spilt light to slice through. Rewind the grey dots to take their places in the... Continue Reading →


Good Omens

Good Omens   I took it as a good omen when the sprinklers popped up out of the grass and began to sing water as I walked by.   I took it as a good omen that the moon was nearly full that night, not bloated with tryptophan pride, but just full enough for contented... Continue Reading →

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