I hope all my readers (both of you) haven’t lost patience with my posting some existing creative works here instead of regular blog entries or brand-new stuff. I’m enjoying the time with the kids, and hey, why CAN’T I post some stuff like this if I want? Right? Anyone?

Sometimes

In the barn she floats
And worships motes of dust

Raw and big-boned
Country girl nursed on
Jack Daniels breasts
And corn bread suppers

Contemplating splintered
Nails and virgin beds of
Unspilled milk at breakfast
Falling through her hair and

Never dreaming that
She dreams of pitchforks