what we know
weren't we superheroes, love-
smug, white-caped in wet snow,
braving the blizzard arm
in arm, invincible—
until the geese, half-buried,
half-asleep in paired mounds
honked softly hill to hill
as if answering
from the warm perfect faith
of their being.
Only a Head
A boy is born without a body, only a head. For his 18th birthday his father, takes him to a bar for a drink.
The father orders his son a scotch and when the boy drinks it, an arm pops out of his head. He drinks another shot and another arm pops out. After the next shot a torso...