Welcome to The Woods

Four weeks and two days ago, I left the city that never loved me; for I had to leave: I had to fall deeper, further into love – and closer to a pattern of life befitting a serious writer.  Sarah, life partner and best friend she is, naturally loved the idea of living in the woodsContinue reading “Welcome to The Woods”

Cherries in The Bowl

There were cherries in the bowl, Ripe and sweet beneath plump plum-colored skins But now only pits and stems remain, Strewn about like entrails no longer contained, In fructose puddles, which will soon bring ants on parade – But if I wash the bowl, how will I remember the cherries I ate The fructose thatContinue reading “Cherries in The Bowl”