Missive on Missiles

Yesterday we had a shakedown for residents of Hawaii. A false alarm popped up on cellphones warning us of an imminent ballistic missile attack. I didn’t have my warnings enabled, but my husband showed me his phone. Our reactions were much the same. Well, what are we...

After the Rain

As if there could be too much rain in a water-parched world we head out, two spotted canines jostling for space in the Scion’s passenger seat chasing bright, leaving gathering darkness behind; Off the highway we turn downhill toward a squall-rimmed sea, heavy mist...

Rapture

Each day we inspire the damp breath of our earth mother, we give thanks for this precious existence; Living as we do in the lap of lovely Lemuria, we accept gratefully the comfort of her fleshy brown hands, voluminous lap; soaking up nurturance in her round soundness,...

Scale

Ragged cuticles rim blunt fingers familiar with soil dug up in clinkers and clumps; was it turned over to bury tree stumps, posts from railroad iron serving as clothesline poles strung end to end with necessary garments scrubbed on a board, set in crude concrete mixed...

Survivors

On this wet Sunday afternoon, quiet beckons with slender tendrils and we head out, dogless and solitary, seeking only a spit of dry ground to wander the rock-encrusted coastline just down the road from our little town; Recently returned from half a world away heads...