"we came in this world together
legs wrapped around each other
my cheek against my sister's
we were born like tangled vine..."
|My Sisters Tiny Hands|
"falling snow spun above the road
winding through the dark woods
where my pick-up stalled
falling snow hissing through the air..."
"the giant of Illinois
died from a blister on his toe
after walking all day throughthe first winter's snow
throwing bits of stale breadto the last speckled doves..."