Poet Laundry

  The last emerald summer popped hot in the pan— buttery, like sweet corn and tomatoes,   like the last sultry twilight I spent ...

  They say there’s much you can do with stale bread.   Panzanella, bruschetta, crostini. Croutons, bread pudding.   How like s...

  summer that year was a beauty dry and hot we pulled our hair back in ponytails licked popsicles and sipped water in between games dandelio...

  He survives on rats and pool water, evades coyotes and heat, and taunts our Siamese through the patio door.   He’s not quite Joh...