Goslings

I board with my gut in the same   tangle as the earphones in my carry-on, invest in gin and tonic distraction.   Warmth eddies around my tongue, seeps through the ice jam in my jaw and shoulders. Just a hint of quinine bitters; same bite that silences me in circular...

Wise Tailor

 Eating alone, I work my way down sizes in my closet from 16 to 12   make regular trips to the tailor, have waistbands taken in.   I walk in holding a man’s hand. Should you need it, I can let waists back out. Very professional,   no one will notice. The tailor was...

Retirement

No longer needing to commute, we move out of the city seeking inside-snow-globe quiet, trade tail lights for tails, cow, deer, fox, dog.   View from my kitchen window two swayed back mares eating hay, sleeping, their world defined by white fence and barbed wire.  ...

Bookshelf Poem

the untethered soul in the skin of a lion alien, correspondent break, blow, burn the unconscious civilization one simple act the power is within you small sacrifices acceptable losses uncommon justice Rummaging through my bookshelves to celebrate April, Poetry...