overgrown
baseball field
all bases covered
thanksgiving
she quits him
cold turkey
rain on knife
the sweetness
in dead trout
plane descending
to the old country
turbulence
overgrown
baseball field
all bases covered
thanksgiving
she quits him
cold turkey
rain on knife
the sweetness
in dead trout
plane descending
to the old country
turbulence
teatime gossip . . .
tossing out
our soggy leaves
school play
a student hides behind
an improvised line
overheard
“I’m over it”
over and over
rushing
to get home
to slow down
dad’s deep sigh
making something easy
hard
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