Thursday, June 11, 2015


Elliot Bruce was my mother's dog
When she was growing up. This
Was intended to annoy a neighbor
Who had named her baby Bruce Elliot.
My aunts say animals in their house
All considered themselves my father's.
One day, my father knew that God
Was standing over in the corner
Quietly observing. I imagine my father
May have nodded, but did not presume
To disturb God's thoughts. My mother
Would surely have offered suggestions.
What else is there you might like
To know about me?

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