October 9, 2026
The lake swallows me in a scramble of cramping muscles and weeds. I flail, gasp swallow thrash; bubbles jet through water, a string of crystal balls to the past I reach to catch.
April 15, 2026
The power lines hum,
low and uncertain,
like a man trying to remember
the words to a song…
February 11, 2025
As the storm comes nearer, I count ten seconds after the lightning before the thunder hits. We watch, entranced, reveling in the feel of nature’s power.