For Joe

Stormy Weather 
The wind howled
It blew tumbleweed across the road
And it came right at my car.
There was no time to stop and I hit it.
It exploded and tiny branches went everywhere
It disappeared and broke into pieces
 
I imagined my grief as that tumbleweed
Rolling around in my life during the year
Then the holidays come
Bringing the day you died [...]

Being with yourself

So, I guess I first lived alone when I was 27.  I left my parent’s home (well, escaped) for marriage and seven years later, I was divorced.  My son, Joe, and I lived with my parents for a few months while I found work and got an apartment.
Joe and lived in a building that looked [...]