Otter in the Park

I get a thrill,

as does every city girl

when she sees a wild thing,

catches a glimpse

of something


some thing which is not tame,

that knows of no existence but

its own.




October Wraith

I wander through those leaves

that fell the night before,

feeling that some how I have


something, I wander as though I 

will never recover

who I was


I wander as if the universe collapsed

as soon as I put my head to the pillow last night,

as if there were a gaping hole where my heart use to be.

As soon as I reach the end of the path of the fallen leaves,

I see that yes, of course the universe did collapse, and there is an aching hole where my life use to be.

And I leave the stones I gathered last week 

at the beach on the place where

your ashes have fertilized the ground around your headstone. 

This anniversary is one I strive to forget, but fail.

Fault Lines


Draft from 8-14-13

Here’s the thing–
We should not slip
into the trap of
feeling entitled.
whether we are,
or we aren’t,
we soon start to
be smug
and become indifferent.
And that
is a
fatal flaw…