July light bums through its blue blanket of sky. I spend the day plumping up the dog bed, comforting Simon. He pads from corner to corner, and from time to time, yelps out in excruciating pain that bolts through his body. Then I kneel down on the floor and rub his long brown ears. With … Continue reading →

For John, on his 25th When the birds start at it, and light comes on at 5, it is impossible not to wake, not to meander around the early house only noting pots of coffee, trash cans, cats let out, in, the peonies in tawdry bloom, dozens crashed over on their stems with no one … Continue reading →