Spring Garden

My cobbely plot of gray soil, hand-turned with a pronged fork last October waits for the earth’s March tilt to bring the year’s first…


Somewhere the Rainbow

The newness of this season Is refreshing – delicious. Its change is invigorating Prodding us to escape From the crystal latticework Of wintry confinement;…


Arkansas Forecast

“If you don’t like the weather here just wait a few minutes. It’ll change.” old meteorological saying Last night the moon was ringed by…


my friend Roberta

She speaks grits and does not even commit y’all to the plural. i have become a crowd by just standing still and listening to…


Nine Months

It was summer when we planted you. In a stolen afternoon or a rare and coveted night. I don’t know which. I can only…


I Have 300 Pairs of Shoes

I have three hundred pairs of shoes of every shape and size. I have so many pairs of shoes, you won’t believe your eyes….


Evening Storm

Rocking chair branches barren and bold bent with a sudden wind, this wind, but a breeze, not a gust nor gale gently tolled the…


Twelve Years Ago

Jessica M. had hot pink Mary–Janes strapped with bows, shining with real fake diamonds. Never a hair out of place on the playground. She…


Serenade to Spring

Yellow daffodils and lower gas bills, Baby squirrels and giggling girls, Half-bloomed roses and sun-kissed noses, Tender pale green lettuce, Purple clematis on a…