Tag Archive: poetry

On Par

Was she staring at him? Feeling panicked, he hastily pulled on his jacket. He could feel the skin on his arms shrink from the fabric. I have no other choice, he whispered, trying… Continue reading

All the Other Tools

It ended in the shed down in the woods where daddy keeps his tools.   Mama was crying. I saw her through the window. Her face wet with tortured tears.   She twisted… Continue reading

Under Your Armor of Anger

In my pocket, I keep regrets. Now and then, I take them out, hold them in my hand, and I look at them. Their edges are sharp. They cut deep and leave scars.… Continue reading

God Still Loves Emma Sue

I ain’t gonna wear my hat, mama, she announced with her chin fiercely squared. Emma Sue, you know good women folk wear hats.  There aint never been no questions ‘bout that! If I… Continue reading

The Irreverent Gravedigger

The gravedigger leaned on his shovel, glaring up at the sun, annoyed. Sweat made dirt trails down his dusty face, drenching his shirt wet. He was digging a hole for a lady, cursing… Continue reading

Chicks, Music & Wine

Neighbor nun knocked on my door with a rosary, shoving it into my hands. I hear you on weekends, she muttered, with your chicks, your wine and your loud, bad music. I’ve been… Continue reading