Lost Horse Press

'Every Place I've Ever Lived Is Gone'

pecan groves outside of Lafayette,the pine woods north of Spokane,the field by my house where the snow piled deep,where a snow owl passed so silently and…
"Of All the Gifts She Ever Gave Him—"

the empty lake, the static on the radio, the yearswith missing handle bars—the one that halfway fit him was the gloves.He wore them all spring, then all…