Sunday, September 24, 2017


But No

Divided sky last night
clear blue to the south
faint white haze to the north
stretched for miles
above the city
knife sharp boundary
almost enough to affect beliefs



box of red beans and rice
Zatarains to Finland
imitation cajun goodness
childhood comfort
not in grocery stores there
if you can believe it


End of the flash stories. Have to write more.

Mailed some subscriber copies of DN, but still have more to send.

spider wort's long slow
blink each summer day
new eyes in morning

Saturday, September 23, 2017


Did I already mention this? My latest pub. is "Traces," in Lots of great company in this issue. I am honored.