She swims in the river of memory
where she embraces him,
smells the change of seasons in her hair
& the ripening cacao. 

Am I the only soul aware of these other ghosts?
Maybe it’s because I’m new here.
Maybe I’ll adapt, meld into a lifeless trance,
slip into my silent, interminable self. 

Rachel In Her Swimsuit 

I see my wife, Rachel, in her swimsuit
and I feel fine, she's waving to me
from the edge of the blue spruce pines
she puts a blowgun to her lips
firing a series of darts
that pop each of the tires of the bus 

Last night I walked them through the park
to see fireflies racing through a soccer net’s sagging ropes
and spring peepers chirping
beneath drooping, silhouetted leaves. 

She told anyone who'd listen
that she knew every king and
not a damn one of them was
much to look at most days. 

2 My winter coat will no longer button up, I’m solving that problem by picking random cards out of a hat and doing whatever the card says to do. This card says, ‘9 of Diamonds.’

Calm Face 

City bus almost runs me over. Bus driver has calm face. I have calm face. All bus passengers have calm face. We’re all good here.