I lean into the brew pub window festooned with redwood burl Warming a barstool, drawing water figure 8s on the table A greying coonhound stares at me through the window panes His is a throne of vigilance in the bed of a monster pickup A cobalt blue Ford with a suitable amount of mud I […]
Michael Kraft
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On the Pier at Field’s Landing
On the Pier at Field’s Landing I spy two otters in the bay A mother and a daughter otter All sleek, tea-colored and athletic (It’s May and we think we’re kinetic?) They see me and they slip away Then I glimpse this fluid bat ray Soaring as they do through water Like the […]
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Predawn
in the grey moonless predawn on the coal asphalt soundless but a mutter of motor and tires you, silent as a black cat jaywalk in front of my alpine white BMW I see you, too late grey on black, hoodie on jeans swaddled in that black blanket flashes of a ghost white face and tube […]