The Bridge Between Continents, Reykjanes Peninsula, Iceland
We are continuously drifting apart.
It can’t be helped. When we come together
our edges seem to fit, but there’s always
a space between, even when it can’t be seen.
The Danger of Reading
[The following story was originally published in March of 2016]
My family owns a book I will never read.
Actually, we own more than one book that I’ll likely not take time
Silence
Enrique is in isolation in the ICU and they tell me that, if I want to see him,
I have to dress up like the doctors attending him. I do want to see
FEAR OF FLU DROVE US TO PLAIT
Fear of flu drove us to plait
our keys with hair we gave
the right to grow through March.
We knew the car would tempt
our small yet not dead faith
in those
Prepare Yourself
“There was so much blood!” The urologist is downright gleeful. “The nurses were
totally freaked out!” This is in hindsight, and he wasn’t even there. He heard
the story second-hand, after being