- The papery parchment-colored heads of last year's hydrangeas.
- Last night's grill stacked with the eal's white crockery.
- A squirrel high in the oak, running branches, leaping gaps.
- A cry that might be a cat, or maybe a small child.
- Four brown birds landing all at once each on a separate zag of the fence.
- An itchy, scaly place on my skin that makes me afraid.
- A fingerling lizard, grey on the grey roof, flinches when a leaf blows over him.
- She gives me a gold star. And then she dismisses me.
- The morning's gathered numbers dispersed.
- Someone kicked in the office door, and at the end of the day, it's still broken.
Telling: Streams & Logs