Loud sounds and bright lights
A wolf on his tummy
We're an evergreen family
Mom wants Botox and a Samsung watch
Dad isn't really talking any more
Once again my brother has flown nine thousand miles away
We have been so uncareful with each other
I have given shelter to his bad habits and they have grown on me like fleas
I don't know if I will be able to speak freely again
I have tried and tried and tried
Loneliness is less confusing
Is it rolling?
I said I'd only do what's necessary
Like a bat out of the chimney
Resting weary wings on shiplap
I don't know if I want to be here
I don't know if I want this work or this house or this place or these feelings
Is this what growing older feels like?
Constriction and doubt
Of course I miss it
Lying across that bed upstairs
Hunter-green skirt
Black t-shirt
What kind of shoes did I wear then?
Remember when I went to West Virginia?
Of course I miss them--the mountains
What's the distinction between running toward and running away?
It's time for a reckoning
He has left his wife and entered the conference room holding hands with another woman, maybe
Is anybody certain?
A big red arc across the globe
Orion bright above the hickories
One more night
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