Poems

Dear Sir (or Madam), I’m struck by the utter lack of decorum in this forum. Last week Mr. Smith called Mrs. Tracey a pig,And in a letter before that, she likened him to a Whig. Her reference was obscure, though meant to be monstrous.Aren’t these letters supposed to be anonymous? The printed word is sacred, […]

I’ve been playing with the ratio of cream to coffee this weektrying to replicate the color of the coffee I’d sip, sitting on Dad’s lapearly in the morningafter I tricked him by sneaking a squeaky mouse toy into his back pocketbellows of surprise rang out when he sat downpart of the game we played day […]