Nick Courtright's poetry feature at Escape Into Life (+ some haunting poems I'll post closer to Halloween). The sky yesterday evening just before it let loose. This art by Kenichi Hoshine.
Hearing my own poem, "League Bowling," on the radio, and remembering how scary it was to write it.
But today, the baby is alive! The sky is blue. The morning glories keep tumbling off the fence. The balsam, beaten down to the ground by the rainstorm, will release its seed close to the earth.