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Companion Animals
The Roshis
My friend is rushing toward Jasmine. Her scream reverberates in my mind, with a quality of despair that surprises me, as if she knows something I don’t.
February 1989The Priest Of Halfway
Enos had died that year, pathetically, and Jethro had seen in his eyes before they closed only relief that he no longer had to keep a parallel set of double-entry books for that God. That God was busy all the time, balancing numbers. Jethro had no desire for His heaven, and no fear of His hell.
August 1988Demon Eye
I needed to see the stallion’s body once I knew that he was dead. Nate had found him down by the creek while I was away.
January 1988Sunbeams
December 1987Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone.
Morning Rituals
Wandering the fields, rendezvousing in a cowshed, getting out the paper dolls
March 1987Other Animals
Amniocentesis, the royal chamber, the head of Horace Greeley
January 1986Eating Rattlesnake
I was sitting at my desk near midnight, when the hair on the back of my neck rose, and a chill ran down my spine. I think someone is standing somewhere a ways behind the cabin, watching me through the windows.
August 1985Proximity
This is something Freud had no idea of, that where there is love, there is no lust connected to the sexual organ, the lust is for looking, the lust is for proximity, the lust is for touching of the hand, the skin, the lust is for the interchange of some cosmic, electrical energy — and it is done, it is accomplished simply by proximity, by the sharing and exchanging of warmth, by the touching of skin to skin, it is done by body warmth, as a child, when it wants to be loved, wants the body warmth of its mother, the skin contact.
December 1984
