Hailstorm in San Antonio, Texas

            For Faith Renwick   Hail continues to intrude, breaking into, snapping more glass outside the living room windows. Each Continue reading →

Til Death Us Do Part

In the afternoons, after the nurse has left and his errands are run, he perches at the foot of her Continue reading →

Hiding Places

Sorting through your top drawer after your death I come upon it, tucked incongruously among a raft of legal documents. Continue reading →

Equine Therapy

They remember you. They open wide their huge liquid alien eyes, shift quietly in their stalls. Their huge nostrils flare Continue reading →

El Hijo Del Tío

Vaya saber lo que paso en aquella noche escondida, el escándalo que se sigue armando años después, por los celos, Continue reading →

Rhino Skin

When he reached for the creamer, Charles’s cuff rose and revealed the scarring. She’d seen those deep round holes before. Continue reading →

Will Haiku for Food

Quite cold this morning. Someone stole my shopping cart with my heavy coat. Don’t move or intrude, never meet eyes, Continue reading →

Open-Air Market

The market in Otavalo is one to see— woven baskets and handmade colors against hazy green mountains, the loud Spanish Continue reading →