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Austin Sonnet

Sitting next to you as the sun goes down And dies a world of fire upon the lake. A raised glass empties all the sunset To your cheek; the table spreads horizon-wide. And we sit as we have come, apart By inches. Hundreds of miles of inches. Night comes on. A few boats. Voices drift From the water until they become ...

July 6, 1535: London

Then the axe fell. And the weight of the crowd immeasurably shifted. The soul of the quiet man no longer drew their eyes—whether miserable or indignant— to some convergence on the little scaffold. Some turned uncomfortably to their neighbor, but felt, instead of the easy word or glance, a hollowness about the ...

Daddy Drinks

I gave my dad a whiskey flask for Christmas. He laughed. He’s never had a taste for whiskey. But because I gave it to him, he treasured it. He brought it to work and showed it off, trying to hide the proud pucker of his smile. It had my school crest on it. When I was small, I would be jealous of my cousin (a ...

Odysseus Adrift

“Son of Laertes and seed of Zeus, resourceful Odysseus, let no need for a guide on your ship trouble you; only set your mast pole and spread the white sails upon it, and sit still, and let the blast of the North Wind carry you.” —Odyssey 10, 504-507   The boards I cut and planed and joined together press into my ...