Haunting

Sing me a song when the daylight is gone, Sing me the day anew. Sing me the grass, and the trees, and the sun, Sing me the wind and the dew. Sing me the rye fields in full bloom, Sing me a summer rain. Sing me the sting of the ice in the air, Sing […]

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My kid brother died Aug 2, 2005. This is his lay. This too is his lay, only written as a scene for a Creative non-fiction workshop on Aug 2, 2018, inspired by the excellent Inara Verzemnieks, a professor extraordinaire. (and the only person who has ever praised me for writing silences, which has perplexed me). […]

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