Through west Texas you told me I needed to take a step back when all we had was yellow brick after yellow brick after yellow brick, I stayed between the lines. And that always bigger picture of things loomed above us, gazing in through the windshield, squeezing our cheeks like a grandmother, so proud. For [...]
Posts Tagged ‘grandmother’
Through west Texas
Posted in poetry, tagged grandmother, road trip, stars, texas on January 10, 2012 | 1 Comment »
Triple Shot.
Posted in Triple Shots, tagged apartment, grandfather, grandmother, library, New York, wallet on August 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I feel like a grown up now that my apartment has a washer and dryer without coin slots. ——- I once found an old library card in New York that someone had dropped. I put it in some journal at the time. I recently found it and slipped it in my father’s wallet, in there with [...]
