Hats

I wear them when it’s cold and when it’s blazing hot. Winter hats cover my ears and brow, and summer hats shield my eyes and keep my cheeks and nose from frying and blistering. A fedora of my husband’s was made of a straw-like mesh. He thought it would keep his head cool and wore … More Hats

Holes in the Theory

His rhythmic strikes,and dawn’s harsh glarearrive at once,a shrill alarm. Relentlessly,he hammers,plumbs,exposing crumbsof wood and grubs. His point is clear: how sharp of himto make it so precisely, at facade’s expense. ©2020 All Rights Reserved

Common Ground

The question is not being, if or to, but rather when and what or why and where and how. If one does this instead of that, results may shift by threads, or swelling clouds of snow. But time, as lord of all, crafts here and now at whim. And what of this is relevant? What … More Common Ground