“God!” he cries
seemingly to no one
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
“God!” he cries
seemingly to no one

As seen on your side of U.S. 1 heading north in Edmunds Township. It always makes us smile.

Or on the other side of the road when you’re heading south.
a place
as beautiful
as anywhere
on this planet
expanse of granite
mirrors
blaze in blue
water
my shoes not off for two weeks now
at least in the stinkin’ dream
Holy Land Mart
rolls of steel ingots
Potluck House
Defense Mapping Agency
“luck favors the trained mind”
Fellow counselor giving cigarettes to his campers.