August 2025

176

It sounds so clinical,176 – like a tokenor ticket clutchedwaitingfor your starched shirtsor bakery orderbut to his motherthere was a namesung deep like a lullabybeyond our earsor comprehension,whispered softlyby his…

Luxury

There is luxuryin moments spentidly watchingthe sumac swayto an ancientverdant dancelaughing softlyas they gavottein the morning sun. There is luxuryin tattered jeanswell wornperhaps with holesyour Mother cluckedand told you to…

A Passing Queen

There is somethingabout a passing queenregal posture wavingjewels sparklingon the wateras she gesturesOnward! to her realmthen dances southwardaccompanied by the murmurof her passing wake ml’25 (cruise ship watching at sunset)