and then the room unpeopled unpartied, without deflating- un-this yeared and was somehow new even in the growing stillness an old room, suddenly empty, in an old house, a new year nearby bedroom sound reaches out spreading beneath doors down stairs like light but for ears hushed sound full of paper rubbing and turning murmured … Continue reading Dream Seed
Remembering Christmas
I used to be the Grinch would gripe and groan and green my way through the holiday season but that got old and people got tired of hearing me complain. A father now,I'm confronted with the question, Am I obligated to the preservation of the fat man down the chimney mythology for my son? Last night, while … Continue reading Remembering Christmas
