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30 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Lucky Returns)

We named it Lucky— this albino squirrel who returns to our backyard every day, like a jovial Spring specter, slack rope walking between the green aroma of open buds on our tree line, and with deliberate suddenness, falling like a soft, fragment of snow drift. It looks out of place, dancing across the deep green, … Continue reading

29 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Airedale)

At times aloof, often initiating silliness, they run like banshees and emit thunder that barks down streets and bounces across yards; wrecking life with joy, they are excellent dogs, but better friends.

27 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Fatherhood: A Yelp Review)

It’s great, they say It’s the best, they exclaim, You’ll be fine, they claim, bringing you to this place, without telling of the exhaustion from bankrupting yourself into a human toy bent by the whims of boyish imagination. They recommend it, forgetting to mention the frustration found in the questioning depths coming from a mirror … Continue reading

25 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Suburban Spring)

–after Issa translated by Robert Haas An eroded black hive hangs abandoned in the brown maze of a maple tree, covering this white house like a pall, conjuring a world patterned after images of Hades, and we shudder, trying to not stare during our walk; approaching like road weary travelers on an undefined quest, our … Continue reading

24 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Mango)

John Milton lied, creating the biblical myth of an apple as the fruit at the root of Eden’s demise. Milton lied, or lived in agricultural ignorance, not knowing of this fruit hanging from branches, weighed down by ripeness, waiting to be plucked, willing to fill open palms with feminine suppleness; its golden red skin an … Continue reading

21 (NaPoWriMo 2020– Karen)

You can bite into it, a sweet Danish crumb encased in an English shell, melting onto taste buds, denoting notes of purity. You hold it in mouth, the fullness of two syllables stressed, but light and unlike the dead salt-saturated weight of thick Middle Passage sails. You can roll it over and under tongue without … Continue reading