OBITUARIES. FATHER’S DAY

  You loved watching football and found joy in the obituaries; the last lines of life after it had been lost. You liked watching the news and thrived while washing the car, in the driveway, on a Saturday and maybe again on a Sunday after handing the missal out at mass, rubbing and scrubbing over […]

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ONCE, ON A SUNDAY

  And I see you standing with apron on on a Sunday morning, rollers turning mum’s sleep into mother’s style like time turns moments into memory, I see you there roasting in the kitchen before the bacon’s burnt and the sausages sizzle, before the decision of where to go to find God (we were faithful […]

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HOUSE AND HOME, A MEMOIR

  Definition of a House: A structure serving as a dwelling for one or more persons, especially for a family. It should have been an ordinary day, a day like any other in May, a Wednesday, not the beginning or the end of the week, not the struggle of a Monday or the excitement of […]

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The Lodger Among Us

Papa said I love you but he never learned to show it Papa said I love you but I never really felt it Mama said we’re fine but I wasn’t optimistic Mama said we’ll run but that was only geographic Papa wanted us alone with no one in-between Papa thought the world was dark, all […]

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Retouching the Canvas

I am not sure what it was- A calling, a desire, a need To start afresh; reborn- Washed down to white, A bare canvas to be painted on, Once more, without mark or tint Of what had been or came before And yet, in this new rendering, Each selected stroke And technique of life and […]

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Remembrances along the roadside

  That day- do you remember? In the car, me- racing away And you- running, Me- crying, and you- waving. Do you remember? He was inside- watching, brewing, stewing. Unable to say what it was that he wanted, Unable to stop what he had from escaping. We were outside- turned inside out, Silenced to the […]

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