Workers are scheduledto will each hour.Their labor costsa handful of ass.
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku.
the spine dry contoursa rattle on a dirt roadthe map of human life
Identity is the bumper stickerand the hide-and-seek rodeo vision.
May my crimes alsobe my daughter’s:Stealing flashlights,reading at night. (For Maurice Sendak, 1928-2012)