The Ditch

Attila came, and Attila went. He spends less than 24 hours here at the little house in the city, on these whirlwind visits. We celebrated his birthday together, while he was here, because it came …

The Quiet

[Written Sunday Night] It is quiet here tonight. I sit at the kitchen table. I can hear the intermittent patter of rain, on the awning, just outside the kitchen window. We are alone together, those …