Endangered Species
It started with an argument about pockets. I sat on a bench overlooking the estuary, a place where dense black mud would adhere to your… Read More »Endangered Species
It started with an argument about pockets. I sat on a bench overlooking the estuary, a place where dense black mud would adhere to your… Read More »Endangered Species
I leave my apartment and cross the street where wild turkeys flaunt a purplish-black sheen, in a canyon where coyotes can tease off-leash dogs to their oblivion—former habitat… Read More »Ode to Leona Canyon
He scared me that mole in the middle of his forehead a large puddle I didn’t want to fall into He stared from across our kindergarten desks anytimehe… Read More »A Boy Named Frankie
The night you tore up rose bushesfrom the front yard of my rental cottage,an ambulance came and took you to Highland Hospital’spsych ward where I… Read More »Red Tongue
(Downstage right, a woman typing at a laptop with the words displayed on a screen for the audience to read. Her back is to the… Read More »Rubber Ducky
Sunday hike along the canyon, but not the morningyou returned from your journey interrupted,came back and rearranged my apartment. I let you do it— the… Read More »Masque of Death
After my daughter was born, my psychic friend determined that Arianna was the reincarnation of my mother, a woman who’d been brought up Catholic and… Read More »Little Dictator