this week i

drove to chickahominy shores.  i drank one miller lite alone with don miguel.  we walked past the living museum, through fields of rvs, along late-night train tracks.  dale ann bradley smiled at me, sister sadie sat outside while we ate rockahock mussels.  pasta, sardines, hot tub before bed.

 

still have a person for a father.  one meals on wheels delivery included a solitary lemon.

propose a revision: extinct in the wild.

10/24