FOR JOHN M.
Death Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning Blind hands pulling the air Stub of his penis pierced With a...
Read MoreDeath Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning Blind hands pulling the air Stub of his penis pierced With a...
Read MorePeggy Billings, poet, activist, friend, in her own words, from the afterword to her second book of poems, Red Rooster Crowing. Peggy died yesterday. She was 90. A dear...
Read MoreRED COOKED VENISON NECK A friend gave me assorted cuts of venison a few months ago. There were steaks and tenderloin, which I cook like the best beef: no marinade, salt...
Read MoreI have been on medical leave for three months. I had three tears in my rotator cuff repaired and biceps reattached. Minor surgery with a major recovery. That’s...
Read MoreFew artists transform a medium and deliver pure pleasure their audience. I can’t begin to recount the hours and hours of delight I had watching both of her shows,...
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