It could’ve been the cat. It could’ve been a woodchuck the cat was chasing. There aren’t any signed confessions or calls of apology. Remember phone cards? Pretty soon no one will. I gather up all that’s bent or broken in the garden into a kind of bouquet and toss it in the garbage. Some flowers are just better than other flowers for cutting.
Howie Good co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely.