Prose Poetry

"I'm a grown man but don't know how to change a flat tire."

"Look how it distracts"

"Her silence was our suffering."

"She could walk these stale streets with her eyes closed."

"He was careless with all he loved, except his cows."

"An aid came in to put Mom’s teeth in, important she explained, before the body stiffened."

"My mother scolded me once, when I didn’t stand up at Communion."

"Before an architect put pen to paper, set a ruler, he wanted to solder a city."