They seem to be everywhere now,
women who walk like men.
With hair cropped in a paint brush,
bullets for eyes and knives for noses,
...
I sit on the Water Tower waiting
chapped hands in a visor over my eyes
looking toward Durham
...
This beautiful mule
of a woman
old and balky
squatting on
...
Father spoke in code
Mother understood.
She would cry
once he went to bed.
...
Vacillating Benny, an ancient chemist
now retired from Monsanto, must decide
if a poem his friend Ron has sent to him
is good enough for his hobby journal.
...
When Bernie wakes at 6 a.m.
there's a piano on his chest
and Erroll Garner's playing 'Misty.'
Sinatra's on the headboard
...
Chicago, the South Side,
long before Barack Obama
those I'd love see live
...
Moving from Chicago to Missouri wasn't easy
but breeding Lady Goulds kept me sane
for many years- well, almost.
...
When a man's young,
this work is hard
but it pays well
and he can feed
...