Tall green spectators you served, I slipped an elbow dug into red clay what a racket laughter (mostly) in morning light some blood, but that’s love we declared at the tie-break and proceeded to second base (oops wrong sport) before – eventually – retiring to the clubhouse trophy room how jealous of the crowd to … Continue reading
I sit with strangers / righteous zeal in song and sway / like the ancestors Continue reading
All the pieces / of our lives, a show / driving there to there Continue reading
Was that the me that ran those four laps getting stronger the longer I went a close second me a starting to get underarm hair me he was a fast me Was that the me that gave that presentation with 400 people staring back some nodding their heads some nodding off hands on chins more … Continue reading
Ground to Ground 