tide rising in kitchen sink wrack line of dishes marking the high water line on every available surface these poems found on dinner plates beneath the soap suds once all the crap is rinsed away all day spent retreated too deep within large buildings too far from windows severed from weather and the rise and … Continue reading A Gasp
Home, in progress
hardwood floors made of softwood 100 year old douglas fir sanded, scraped, filled, stained, sealed attic gutted abated, re-insulated sealed-up tight a shell of our eventual bedrooms head room enough for dream ghosts to dance paint, paint, paint scrub, scrub, scrub window and door trim pulled pried ever so carefully caulked sealed a project a … Continue reading Home, in progress
Jonas Lamb 