Circus Bread

Glowing faces  Fingers dancing Connections on hold News, diversions, errata Dopamine likes never postponed.  Mother, father, son, daughter,  At table  Eating one handed  Chewing, Their batteries running low.  The waitress sighs She has tables to turn. ...

Forgotten Flute

My daughter forgot her flute  I have to take it to school Must have for her class to toot Unseen by me, I’m not cool.  Parking spot  Armed seraphim overwatch Disembodied intercom squawks,  Innocence to protect his lot Steel door, suspicion Gorgon...

Ode to My Father’s Urn

Amid lettered plinths, names call out, Numbers, expiration dates.  Once here, there, and about, Now in boxes sold at high rates.  Benches upon which to sit, Staring at images enamel blazed And plastic flowers never to wilt Resolute against memory’s...

Everybody Counts, Or Nobody Counts

Every year my town holds a contest to see which house has the best Halloween decorations and, let me tell you, some homeowners go absolutely nuts erecting complicated displays ranging from cutesy to downright terrifying. The contest also almost got somebody killed....

Egg City

My daughter had a playdate at a friend’s house, so my wife and I took advantage of our free afternoon and tumbled into bed.  To take a nap.  When we awoke refreshed after our forty-five minute slumber, I said, “Let’s go get a cup of coffee.” Getting into our...