Not As Much Need to Sweat from the Fear

Before it was fire, acar accident, a plane crashen route to Australiamade sense to invest with adrenaline,pounding heartbeat, withpersonal sweat andmisguided belief. My worries fed upondistant statistics,remote possibility,apocalyptic, until they approached mewhere the street ends andwere reintroduced asmy long-lost friends dying to meet atthe grocery store,planning to greet whenI breach the bus door, and I… Continue reading Not As Much Need to Sweat from the Fear

My Granddaughter’s Thoughts When She Concentrates

Some arrive with soft wing flaps alighting on her ivory cheek,   some are shadows by her mouth that creep to where she bites her lip.   Others hide behind her squeezed eyelids and wait for blinking, to escape.   Then the moment when her thoughts ignite like Chinese fireworks—   imagination trailing sparks, fired… Continue reading My Granddaughter’s Thoughts When She Concentrates