There was not
a single human
being
...
I carry you
before me
carefully cradled
...
I bounce her
on my knee
sing songs
...
Murder mystery.
At last the killer’s name is...
revealed: but hides now
behind the blood on the page
...
I remember yellow
being the new black.
Then pink
...
The lightbulb
sneezed.
“Fsssttt! ”
...
Birdsong.
As he lay there
he became aware
...
I wash her hair
for her.
She loves the ritual
...
Come home from
work
into this
...
She scares me
as if she were
a mythical monster
...