Tag: nostalgia


thinking of those days behind the wheel, cat stretched across the dash, exemption stretched out along straight, gray highways trying now not to swallow that hook, though lately it seems the city hates me, shoves me toward her swilled-to-the-gill gutters back then, there was the … Continue reading *

at Sleepy Eye

days stretched out so long, they toppled off the end of the weathered dock into the spring-fed cold at Sleepy Eye among the shadows between the pilings swam the uncatchable ghost of a walleye (suitably fish-tale-sized) someone years past had called Walter every summer we … Continue reading at Sleepy Eye


sun warm summer honey clings in slow drips to fingertips the bees pulse in reels honeysuckle drunk and leaves sleepily weave the golden hours between cicada beats seconds slow and time is measured by the gentle bend of sweet green blades and the dappled dance … Continue reading summer

Seattle spring

green is slow in coming and I am nostalgic for aimless tripping through greenhouses and salt-scented air hinting of fish and far-floating drifts of sea-bound-weed for a few weeks lilacs will tint the breeze with fondness and daffodils blaze the beginning of evening treks under … Continue reading Seattle spring