MEMORIAL DAY IN THE SHALE FIELDS (Revision)

MEMORIAL DAY IN THE SHALE FIELDS Families gather at the cemetery of the first Memorial Day to honor fallen soldiers. The carnival’s din white noise in the background. The Governor invokes the Preamble’s more perfect union, America’s freedom, her might, the first woman to have lain an offering at the soldiers’ graves. Since she was … More MEMORIAL DAY IN THE SHALE FIELDS (Revision)

WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE STORM? (Revision)

WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE STORM? The moisture accretes. In the air static charges build as the storm gathers its certainty, trekking across the prairies. The pothole ponds’ skyward mouths prepare to drink. The sky discolors, and the bellows suck and blow, forcing the flags to flap akimbo. Calamity reigns hail and rain, pelting the roof … More WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE STORM? (Revision)

YOU NEVER CALLED ME A COWARD (Revision of Walking into Winter Tide)

YOU NEVER CALLED ME A COWARD “I want to kiss you.” Guilt demanded my eyes die before your hollowed sockets pleaded with me. The shadow paced us. You ran barefoot through puddles on city concrete. I twirled you around on my arms’ carousel. We drank the soft grapes of our lips. Our fists gripped high-thread-count … More YOU NEVER CALLED ME A COWARD (Revision of Walking into Winter Tide)