a short piece on the hard pits in a long marriage I put the tube sock in the microwave. Two minutes and thirty seconds. Any longer and it would be too hot on my neck. Cherry pits. Now I just have to stand around and wait for the time to tick off. At my age … Continue reading …cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
From the Shore of Anna Maria Island
Two poems in the heart of winter No Time for Egrets The egret trailed a veil of bridal-white feathers as it eased delicate double-jointed steps toward the bait in my bucket on the beach on the Gulf I waved my rod at it “Git!” It moved three unhurried steps with the grace of a dancer … Continue reading From the Shore of Anna Maria Island