Day 24: River of Fire

In 1984, in the dark, on the backroad up from Emerson Trail, if you need to know exactly, we saw fire in the sky. my brother and i U2 hammering a yowl about A Sort of Homecoming i saw the coming time, when i would finally go around that big bend in the highway and fly out…

The Drunken Bicycles

The drunken bicycles off Kiamachi green zen flag weeds   And there, below the High Level Bridge shopping carts slow migratory chevrons   In every heart a notch where first rays light in every single heart   This was my river while your eyes watched the water this was my river frozen still will spring…