memory

Dad Sketch

Great bronze bald head mawning like slow laze lion always tan from endless village loops delivering letters, bills and birthday …

CHRISTMAS EVE 1996

Years ago I heard him- I swear I heard him I swear I heard the brass bells dull and grey …

I CAN’T HELP YOUR DAUGHTER

I felt somehow guilty for what you’d done. You’d hurt yourself and now they knew. Now there was nowhere for …

For Auntie Janet

The infinite shining sun of my childhood is where you sleep, our history fifteen years past, passed faster than can …