My poem, Love Steve, was just published by The Green Silk Journal. Here is the poem:

Love, Steve

That old photo
took my breath away.
How had I misplaced
the memory?
Did you?

It was
forty years ago.
The gentlest June—
the sea, the sand, the sun
on a tiny island

off the coast of Maine,
where the whole clan
stayed in a ramshackle
shack with uncertain plumbing
that must have slept a dozen.

Remember how it leaned away
from the sea and cackled
like a coven of witches
whenever the wind blew?
What a history it must have had.

Rooms added
so haphazardly
to the two-room shell
we learned to sleep
wherever we flopped.

Two weeks at end of semester
and everyone came.
We ate spaghetti
and the local catch.
Drank cheap Chianti

out of the bottle,
and talked all night
about what would be.
I thought I would love you
all forever. Didn’t you?