Still in the Orchestra
There’s not much left of the song
but I tilt my head and listen
greedy for what’s left
Entries by John DesCamp
Free as a Bird
Sunset in San Miguel
a blind hummingbird vibrates urgently
against the rough plaster of my bedroom wall
Devolution
Grandmother cared for my mother
and for my mother’s cousins, who were orphaned
and my mother took care of me