The Hair of the Hound

~ My dogs are my chums, the best chums of mine – I haven’t just one, but two. They’re both of a kind really quite fine – At my age, good friends are few. We’re walking the block, a diurnal walk, Down a street, a street called Calhoon; When all of a sudden! out of […] Continue reading

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Narbona’s Sonnet

  Prologue: The Mexican people, and the native Pueblo, steal from each other, and fight Navajo. Three native nations, just seeking to Be, elides observation, except Apache. ~ Hot! is the color of summer air; boiling, the sand, it spreads everywhere. Water adds value – if only there were; God knows! what value, of nothing […] Continue reading

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Archetypes

  ~ “You know, Ward,” says June to husband Ward Cleaver, “last night    you were hard   on the Beaver.”   After the laughter and snicker die down, I can hear    from behind me an audible sound   where a family surrounds their car on a lot, a fast-food diner, where I hear them […] Continue reading

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