You died – my friend, you died – and (on that day), I died too – But I still breathe, and walk, and talk to others – and still frequently...

Dedicated to Christopher Van Pelt (1974 – 2021) With my ax, I split a piece of wood – and find him there… I lift up a stone and find him...

My shady-eyed psychiatrist – Aaron O. Godwin, M.D. – shifts awkwardly in his high-back chair (it looks uncomfortable and pale green is a...