Hour 6: Lost

So, two hikers, lost In Lost Creek, Asked to follow me To our cars. There’s no disgrace In getting lost; Rather the opposite. You wouldn’t know Any ancient Greeks By name had they turned Promptly home and calmly Docked by lunch. Yet, every step we…

Poem 6: Misfits

Misfits           Researchers Examining Medieval Skeletons Find Really Bad Bunions           –NPR, June 11, 2021   I look to my sandals basket and choose a pair to wear. It’s summer, my feet won’t know socks or shoes…

For Keeps

Forever is made up of indelible moments that grab instantly and stay in memory.

Black Boy Joy

I see you jaw tight fists clenched. I see you there, beyond this wall Running, grasping, falling. I see you & call out but my voice is worn to a raggedy, raspy whisper & you can’t/don’t/won’t hear me. I see you & realize I never…

The Rosary

No. 6 – The Rosary By Nandhini G. Natarajan   I was four years old when a visiting missionary crossed my grandfather’s path and he found religion. Till then, he flouted his atheism, to shame his wife, a devout Catholic.   Grandfather became a humorless…

My Mother’s Vice

My Mother’s Vice   she won’t say much except she liked tobacco its calming effect on her nerves maybe she once imagined herself Katherine Hepburn, cigarette in hand accoutrement for deflection   parochial school carpool queen, cigarette hangs from her lips, one arm expertly steers…

Hour Six

Moving This year, we have been unable to move, To travel, explore, visit friends and family, Stick to your own back yard, we are told, Stay home, stay local, stay safe. But, get outside, we’re also told, Exercise, enjoy the fresh air, So down to…

As We All Know

Ambling on, down by the trenches Needing a sign to relieve me Of these aches and pains Climbing and wiggling in my legs A realization I’m not ready to call  Although I convoy an escort  Who seems to be very annoying  But I knew that,…

stiletto feet

I saw them in the thrift store black suede six inch heels looking almost like new I knew what I had to do buy them   it took practice practice to strut my stuff posture erect, head held high wobble, slow, tip-toe move forward, backward…