I was 44 when I bought a tombstone.

The night is bait.

I drive us through the railway tunnel and around a sharp green bend…

I ponder Anna in Autumn and hypostasis union.

My brother woke from a deep sleep…

Laura’d been taking birth control pills behind her husband’s back…

Wife in the bathroom, gargling.

Then I remember:

…you dropped a line, bait and sinker,
for the first time in your life

The memory. Slices of ginger grow back onto the root.

someone lived here once

The Oak Tree

hears the music of the wind

When I was little, my uncle took it upon himself to teach me things.

Today a woman went mad in the supermarket

Gram prepared paklava and bourma
without a written recipe. Like a newly
hatched bird I’d wait for bits of sweetness

SATURDAY

Alka Seltzer
Vit B tabs (ones that fizz)
Coffee
Red Bull