air by air we soften rocks we across wetly in crook and shale choose chill thread by thread unself into ancient felt
how the hail is crashing down on I-93 as the Subaru ahead swerves into a panicked deer. You died less than an hour ago,
The most important thing— conduct yourself with courtesy. Don’t talk. Walk your dog quietly on the November grass in its mourning coat of late-day
and leaves, swirls of gold and red— and I’m on a slow train through Lorraine in October, Bob and I on three-day passes,