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to watch the blizzard
The snowflake on your eyelash made me smileand the ones that settled on the fabric of your coatsparkled like sequinsAnd when you got homeyou put your wet thingson the radiator to drythen you settled in witha cup of tea and acontented look in your eyeto watch the blizzardand dream of springtime Read more
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Pistachios and Licorice
Food is not the first thing that comes to mind when contemplating the Grateful Dead but there are two foods in particular that make me think of them. Pistachios and licorice. Pistachios because of Bob Weir and licorice because of Jerry Garcia. The incident with the pistachios came in answer to the question, “Has success… Read more
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The Patron Saint of Beekeepers and Epilepsy
The story goes that a priest (or bishop) in Rome (or Terni) was under house arrest and was speaking with a judge about Jesus when the judge’s blind daughter came in. The judge said he would do anything for the priest if he could restore her sight. The priest laid his hand on the girl’s… Read more
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Flash Fiction Friday: Forging Something New
You know how a young group of friends have one stable couple while the rest of the gang fall in and out with a procession of lovers? We were that couple. I don’t know if stable is the best word to describe us. There was a lot of volatility and even spasms of violence. We… Read more
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Heaven and Earth
This has been another hard week for America. In case anyone wondered if this administration and its lackeys could sink any lower, now you know. I wrote a new song this week. I will record it this year. For obvious reasons, it’s called Heaven and Earth. HEAVEN AND EARTHHEAVEN AND EARTHSEE WHAT YOU’RE DOINGAND KNOW… Read more
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the soft morning
It was a soft morning, before I could speak. I could hear well enough, and I knew how to say words, but none of them were the right ones. It was snowing. Maybe that’s what made it a soft morning. That was definitely part of it, that “freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.” But there… Read more
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