To a grandchild wounded in love for the first time

  You knew, didn't you? I think we always do and I believe most of us know right away. That first call returned so late it was hardly a response at all and the ton of bs used to hide that simple fact. We know right away... and yet we fail to act. Dear baby …

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BUG

A tiny tanned seed - a grain of mustard sandwiched between two onion skins that have been cut in a circle.- marks time in mid air under my lamp. A grain with a portable halo, or is it a really small flying saucer ? The head of the lamp looks a bit like a spaceship …

Four Score

Picked up the eightieth today - this one shaped like a dimestore teddy bear sitting down with arms out stiff, head too small. Thin cardboard, pilled like a sweater. Who knows how long it’s been there - maybe I’ve been walking past it now for days. Just about the same gray as the sidewalk. Another …

A Hunger of Sorts

It’s dreadful when you’re hungry and it hits you in the clavicle makes it plain it is not food but doesn’t pinpoint what it is to identify would be at least a start yet you do know that no t-bone could calm this...whatever that plagues the bone above the heart and you try - almost absent-mindedly - to erase it with …