Monthly Archives: July 2013

The Voyeur

I hear the long trill like a baby’s high-pitched raspberry my eyes dart to window and there he is moving from side to side up and down pausing slaking his thirst his never-ending hunger now resting drinking deeply in the … Continue reading

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For Monty Python

When Andy died on Flag Day 1970 I was 20 How could I know I would learn to hold back grief choking the fire back until it would rip Exploding the walls with banshee shrieking and howling terrifying Consumed with … Continue reading

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