Tag Archives: harm
Tribunal
For what must I answer, after? Will the small spirits of mice accuse me from the ghost of my cat’s mouth? Will the kind words I did not speak assemble, invert, indict? What of ingratitude, of wasted love? How will they prosecute me? It’s all true: every harm I allowed, returned, initiated. What shall I […]
We gather again, broken
Near the end, if we are lucky — then or in the in-between, at an emotional way station we hoped would arrive, not knowing when — we gather again, broken. The lover and the leaver, the feckless parent, the helpless child, the endless variations of victim and perpetrator between which, here, distinctions fade in scalding light: […]
Getting my goats
I am coming for my goat, the one you got years ago through the gate I left open. The best, the cashmere with exquisite wool: fine as silk, soft as whispers. I miss her too much. You may have instead, for a time, this pygmy. Wool like steel, true, but look: cute as a […]
We gather again, broken
Near the end, if we are lucky — then or in the in-between, at an emotional way station we hoped would arrive, not knowing when — we gather again, broken. The lover and the leaver, the feckless parent, the helpless child, the endless variations of victim and perpetrator between which, here, distinctions fade in scalding light: […]
Meditatio Ephemera 