“Baseball” Redux
The N.F.L. season was just beginning, and Caesars was on the offense.
The N.F.L. season was just beginning, and Caesars was on the offense.
There, church bells ringing as the sun sets over Grenoble.
He would’ve kept carving the crosses, coasters.
Summer came t’ England,
so he danced among hemlock in a wood
Albert Einstein strolls through campus regularly, I imagine, on his way back home from running whatever errands ghosts run downtown.
I am convinced that he chooses the opposite side just to drive me nuts.
Distant bass jars you from Adrianne Lenker’s sweet crooning.
Jane kept my dreams company as I faced unknowns.
A nurse stood at my head, encouraging me to take slow breaths.
I’ve been less decisive about the shelves, however.