Listening in
It was a joke
His Everything
Grandma’s Message
Mom collected strays
I can feel it, honest
That one was answered
The Tipping Point
Like an old western
expectations
Before mid-terms
Hatred Owned My Brother
The fall chill
When she’s alone
Stumps
Peaceful Winds
Thirty-five
Be Careful
Thanks for waiting
It’s about over
Concrete patches
Sanctuary of nothing
There’s not much to say about our living room
I tried really hard
I’m really glad
Hot Summer Night
The Choir
summer
Take Jonah, many do
parents reality check
76th and Tibbets
He Didn't Care
I Choose Washing Dishes, Of Course
Tradition
I saw it
After all these years she keeps hoping
Holy Days
Facing Mom
Let me go
Drifting Toward Twilight
Silent and Afraid
First Sight
Detente
Again
The Fight
twitter poetry
Conversion
Striking Out
Yet still…
If words were…
Watching Luis
The end
Hunting
fiction 101
I found my soul...
Spring Training
Three old friends
Lent, again
August Evening
"We Are the Ship" Shares Baseball History
She Left Me
Calling Woodburn
August 1, 2007
i'll take the silence
beginnings