I love being a baseball home, the basket by back door specific for balls and gloves—designated by our matriarch—and how, being boys, we often fall short in order and organization, even with guidance, and how our gloves are most often rest by whichever door last used to go outside and play, symbol and sign […]
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NUANCE
Night arrived, end of day, she was alone and home was still. Home was quiet in peace that settled and came in last moment of day’s live before submission of wake’s will back to the realm of dream. In quiet of night-settled peace, she rested in seat alone, wooden chair at head of […]
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COOL
I’m sitting in our middle school parking lot beside a snowed over track and field. My son Matthew met with a friend and is going for a mile run, not on track but cleared parking lot (an audible with reality and conditions on the ground). He came to honor a […]
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NIGHT OWL
Full moon over snow, whole of night scene glowed: round full white of the winter moon, silver halo, bright in ring, dimming softly outward into an infinite above snowed earth in pale, fair blue brighter than the silver sky. In a tree by window’s view, owl rested in its crown. Anna gazed […]
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SHORT STORY
I sit in porch smoking cigar. Cold’s not bad in light of the sun. I feel like I’ve done a lot, though I couldn’t give a definition of just what that “a lot” has been—one of those feelings of slow and steady working that’ll maybe suddenly materialize in outcome after slogging with little to […]
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DISTANT DREAM
She thought of golden aspens then, their sight through sky of light-fall snow, faint grey of sky in the falling down and in the clear of after-blue. She dreamed a mountain meadow, aspens’ stand at open’s edge, cast of shadow beneath gold’s bright and brilliance’s give to darkness in mountain’s ascent into the […]
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RECOGNITION
He thought of her dark and wide-set eyes in look unique to her alone and which he’d never found in face or designing of another: a strange and suppressed comeliness, subtle beauty, becoming more apparent the longer one allowed their eyes to see and that, like her spirit, aloof and quiet, made him imagine […]
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A TEST
Another test: in a few weeks, we are going skiing. Over the time: it’s Valentine’s Day, it’s Court Warming for our two Freshmen, Audrey has a friend that is having birthday where “everyone will be there.” She doesn’t want to go on the trip. Personally, I don’t care what she does. If […]