First Taste of Summer
The Torne Valley Vineyard occupies a former estate that overlooks the Ramapo River. It offers lunch and outdoor seating. We’ve tried to dine there since Father’s Day. Now, we sit at a table for...
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The Human Comedy: Piano Man
Satire The music man played on. It was the third hour of his fifth set on the fourth night of the cruise. At dawn they would dock, and by 4 p.m. they’d set...
Welcome, Freedom
Freedom Poems Freedom – my shelter, my home! I forgot your kissing winds, I forgot your caressing hands. The way you make my heart pulse and throb, the way I am reaching...
The Present Past
Life Poetry The baguette shaped scar on my finger reminds me of a time when I still believed in magic When I thought I was the reincarnation of a pharaoh’s wife When I used...
Tears and a Torn Conscience
She puts her head down and cries, “I’ve let down you teachers. I’m stupid.” I try to console her. She asks, “Can’t you give me a list of vocabulary? So I can understand?” I...
Altered State – Part Ten
I wasn’t ready. Kate said they wouldn’t hurt me if I get caught, but I didn’t believe that. I tried, though—it seemed inevitable that no matter how hard I tried to escape they’d get...
Carrion Cost
Poem I believed him a sheep, because I felt the fleece, But the wolf was always there. I never felt the sharpness of his teeth, So his secret hadn’t cost me a care....
