Step Stone Father
Separation, divorce...

Happiness is like wood shavings
from dross in sculpting...

Reflection is only natural
when you have no expectation...

Ahead of due time
hope ever to catch up to...

Three hooligans we were, my brothers and I
but how we loved Florida in the summer...

Darkness. Howls. Nothing else.
Huddled on the ground, witness to mayhem...

Absurdist beliefs completely
dominate every feeling...

Each dawning sun
brings expectations...

The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...

Inundation
When we met you flooded me with promise...

59 and body hurts?
I've got your cure...

Camping in the wild
I was but a child...