Day: November 7, 2015

Driving home tonight I passed two skunks, a porcupine, and a raccoon, all dead. Squashed in the road and left to be food for crows. Every day and night animals are killed by cars. You know, you see them: squirrels, woodchucks, skunks, opossums, raccoons, cats, dogs, birds, deer – they seem to be the most unlucky […]

Morning Moon

I wrote the following poem last night right after I went to bed. The lights were shut off, the animals settled around me. But I lay there and heard it in my head, felt it in my body, it needed to come out. The title was already there; in fact, that was the first line […]