Month: June 2010

Poem for AJ

At the time of your birthWe were somewhere not nearWe were in Munich, abroadQuaffing good beer. We didn’t have emailI couldn’t call on a cellI called your dad from a payphoneHe had good news to tell. In the 18 years sinceThe world has all changedIn 


…are such a beautiful thing.  Even observing those of perfect strangers in front of some transit terminal, they are nearly as good as my own.