As many others the lad had lived
through pain and joy...

After sunset on this old chair
with the lights low...

As I listen to good music with bad words
and great words with bad music...

When the countryside is barren
for the days no one knows we lived...

Beautiful though terrible times
we worked so hard to leave behind...

Crushed to discover
how I was...

Brain
Just as we keep prescriptions...

Broken Pieces
Unwanted plurality...

Oh blue immense ocean
witness of abundance...

Concierge Time
Throughout this thing...

Conversations With My Daughter’s Thoughts
Very often I feel my Down’ Syndrome daughter...

Counterproductive
It appears evident that...