Crawdading off the dock at Cook Park,I heard one of the Meador brothers ask"Where's Kenny?" as we all looked at bubbleswhere he had been.
"He can't swim," offered someone.I leapt to the edge of the ...  [+]

Walking my American Shepherd
I imagine him saying, "Your work
saving the world from climate catastrophe
through poetry is about as likely
as me reaching a squirrel."

"I need a raven to ...  [+]