broken holiday
broken holiday nothing was the same after she jumped on Christmas day no laughter carols presents fancy wrapping soothed smoothed over the horror of the holy day her second birthday…
summer at lake camp
summer at lake camp morning before packing up hand in hand on the dock quiet comfort connection already pulling away from me shame could not be hidden gilt enmeshment craft…
top of the world
top of the world my father stared into the stormy sea unable to pull his head upright again the poison worked too well his father flown home in a box…