I have seen you, shell-shocked city,Shimmer in the parachute flaresThe day's dust and exhaust ... [+]
I have seen you, shell-shocked city,Shimmer in the parachute flaresThe day's dust and exhaust ... [+]
When I get home from Sunday Service, I strip my pressed white shirt in the living room. I step out of my slacks. Peel off the tight black socks. I fumble naked for my dive skin, the black and blue ... [+]
In the woods behind Schofield Elementary, skipped over by levelers and pavers bulldozing through to ... [+]