Peach ~ Leath Tonino
We think of walks as lines, sometimes crooked, zigzaggy, maybe even loopy, but always A to B. So I was surprised, delighted, a little disconcerted when y...
We think of walks as lines, sometimes crooked, zigzaggy, maybe even loopy, but always A to B. So I was surprised, delighted, a little disconcerted when y...
Time is one pirate, gravity another. Still, my swashbuckler- grandson wishes to be set free from a part of his limitations: he wants to fly above a man’s...
Picture us, two sixty-year olds Shooting the rock in the cul-de-sac, Me in ripped gardening jeans, Dribbling with one hand, holding a beer with the other...
They walk their Lab on McMillan Road, &n...
thank you: there is only my son sleeping off his jet lag in the next room–all those manly inches of him, feet overhanging the end of the bed, gadgetry on ...
My usually mouthy mother back in that adoption agency sitting so mannerly beside her well mannered husband, her long modest skirt painstakingly selected ...
She keeps his letters signed with x’s in a box. They’re from a time before they married, had children, when a drink meant water from the tap or coffee wh...
He’s got us. Bass, drums, and his hands on the keys, pushing it, urgent and easy, out of wound wire and wood into the air between us. Into us. And we mov...
A has been in America for two months B has been in America for eight years C has been in America for thirty-four years T wants to teach all of them T wants desp...
Holding my hand like this, On your hip, means that I Will lead this waltz. My finger to my lips means That words will not Help. My hand on your cheek Means no m...