January 24, 2015

college mailbox
seeing my dad’s handwriting
for the first time


January 23, 2015

pulling up
one more blanket
as the snow comes down


January 22, 2015

traveling light
not even the last goose
looks back


January 21, 2015

first snow
we watch our landmarks
disappearing


January 20, 2015

our brick walkway
glazed with ice this evening
we reach for each other


January 19, 2015

Martin Luther King
I set the gospel songs
to repeat


January 18, 2015

the long gash they cut
as a fire gap in the woods
full of fog tonight