TIME IS PLASTIC
Time is plastic, but not like Lego—more like taffy.
Toss whole seconds aside, or ..stretch.one. . . . out.
Francesca and I can racethrough whole days in close proximity,forget...
ZULU, THE LANCE AND THE LANGUAGE
First, the language refused to enter my ear and be understood.
Instead I chased words around,
words that hovered beyond grasp
and...
Science 101
Like the universeI’m expanding -sadly, not nearlythe way I had hoped.Our physics teachererroneously told usobjects lose massas they approach the speed of lightand yetas...
Afterward, in Waves
I’m no longer afraid of not doingthe right thing.
I leave clothes on the drying rackfor days.
Reading, I eat chocolate,smear the page.
It’s not...
I never grew out of cookies
and milk
I grew in.
Someone reflective,
not out loud.
Even behind the smoke,
I saw wheels turn and wondered
where had you gone?
Perhaps it...
In June 2011 we will celebrate the 10th anniversary of the Washington Glass School... it seems almost impossible that so much time has gone by so quickly.
