Leaning into the Afternoons

nightwatchman

She lies as if dropped from the sky
just across the room,
sheets discarded to the waist,
eyes closed, mouth slightly open, asleep.

Sweeping curves
which cut across the surface of the bed
suggest the passage of life at high …

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Crash

(Birmingham, 2004)

Midnight. Driving. The night air through the windows has a late-Spring quality: warm, but with a hint of chill around the edges…Winter still clinging as the year moves on. Our plans went out those windows long ago, abandoned …

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