Feb 182014
Rt. 32, Enfield, Connecticut a nexus locale for me where I played pick-up and my mother died memory of her trapped by machines seared in my memory
Where I stayed in Motel 6 when my marriage was coming apart where I yearned for middle class life while playing in the park where I shot my heart out on the court
Where I would travel to get back to Springfield, a city where I tried to make it but failed, if failure’s the word
Where a doe was trapped in a schoolyard and rabid sightseers scared her to the depths of her soul yes, I believe that creatures like her have a soul…