there are some things undone laces trailing down your back hook eyed teeth bare and done. about to yes I thought but what we said before was not what she really meant. sorry! I didn’t want to hurt you. I mean, me. lightly stepping, peddling quickly, peddling tricks and empty boxes with no lids. lidless,…
Month: August 2013
rising
My eyes scanned the ground, poised to dodge pits, puddles, dog-shite. I was concentrating on an almost sharp pain in my right ankle, caused, I guessed, by a tight or weak achilles tendon. Feeling my feet seemed to help, and the pain receded to a dull ache. heel-arch-ball-toe flex-reach-aim-land I needed to get beyond 8…
hope
March was cruel enough and spring time numb falling falling drip, drip, drop. Black stick legs Glassy coated wings and red dot beak. I want to hop, I’d like to hope. Cocked toward the breeze, minimal breath. It isn’t necessary to look back. August 2013 (remembering April).
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