<![CDATA[Indian/God/ Homeless apparition sidles up beside me in Fern Dell Park with his one-blue-eye-one-brown-eyed dog says, pointing "That river over there once told many stories..." We stand, stare the reverent silence hovering between us until interrupted by the stirring Allright Parking bum lying under an oak behind us- pauses from tinkering with loose dentures, mumbles "what a crock of shit."]]>
5 thoughts on “Reverence”
Thanks, I might change the first line, and might not…please recall that when giving feedback it is also nice to balance “suggestions” with “what I like or what seems to be working” in each piece.
LMAO! You kill me.
Love the dog.
I love this one 🙂