Little D

So you know how in books the pirates' parrots are always hanging out on their shoulders?

Turns out it's a thing.

And look who's home! We are very pleased to welcome Django to our family. And yes, we have thought about this.

this moon so new

a note on my calendar

is all I see of it

stories so small

that only the two of us

remember

late afternoon

flip turns in the lap lane —

I open my eyes

watching birds in flight

until they’re too far to see —

the girlfriend who left

a pair of cardinals

checking in with each other

across the garden

stones we collected

together (for their beauty)

gone dry and plain now

bedtime crickets

busily counting something

uncountable

birdsong beginning

just before the clouds

let down their last drops