with magnifying glass on the sides
of the crates of lettuce,
form a great cross in man’s imagination
and his desire to name
the objects of this world.
I think I’ll call this place Golgotha
and have some salad for dinner.
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The Lake Josephus Days
We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names — from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to Lake Josephus, and a few days after that up the trail to Hell-diver Lake with the baby on my shoulders and a…
It’s so nice
all aloneand not have to tell somebodyyou love themwhen you don’t love themany more.
Ah,
of all the candy barsI’ve ever eaten.
We stopped at perfect days
The wind glanced at her hair.It was as simple as that.I turned to say something–
THE PUDDING MASTER OF
Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of thelake promised us eternity, but the lake itself was filled withthousands of silly minnows, swimming close to the shoreand busy putting in hours of Mack Sennett time.The minnows were an Idaho tourist attraction. Theyshould have been made into a National Monument. Swimmingclose to shore, like…
Yup.
in the mirrorsay it’s true.I’m 31and my nose is growingold.It starts about 1/2an inchbelow the bridgeand strolls geriatricallydownfor another inch or so:stopping.Fortunately, the restof the nose is comparativelyyoung.I wonder if girlswill want me with anold nose.I can hear them nowthe heartless bitches!‘He’s cutebut his noseis old.’