Image Curve Blog
Summer Sky
Poem What does one need more than the sky above – blue and big? It’s the story of an old man, the hug of tired mother. It smells of the ocean wild, I...
Disgruntled Errand Run
Three library books with me that I don’t intend to return. Three at home that I intended to return. Credit accrued and surrendered just to return a viola. Nearly $100 for two baseball mitts....
Marshmallow Dreams
Short Story I was never destined to be a millionaire. My first failure of the task occurred at the age of eight. It was a normal afternoon at day-care. I went to the...
My Sole Dominion
Poem I betray the age of this earth. With my tongue I paint the flames of evening wheat fields; With my hair the billowing debutante gowns of willows; With my toes the dripping emerald...
Blue and Gold
Short Story The summer was made of us driving, sitting, and getting drunk. Our work schedules didn’t match up well, so we would always hangout pretty late in the day. We’d drive your truck...
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...
