June 21, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.

a dung beetle
with his hands full—
the longest day

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June 10, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.

This morning my husband came off his bike. When he called, his voice was gravelly, deep and shaken but it was terrific hearing his voice considering what happened. Grabbing our son, the two of us raced over where my husband was still being attended to in the ambulance. Seeing his Aprillia Futura with the smashed windshield and missing mirror, I began to cry. He wore a helmet and gear but suffered several broken ribs and a slightly punctured lung. As they want to observe him in the hospital he will need to stay over night. This seems so minor in light of what could’ve happened, how he could’ve been more badly injured. Just last night we were looking at photos of a fellow who was wearing jeans when he came off his bike; his whole leg was black and blue. My husband tells me he’s sorry but, as the motorcycle saying goes, everyone who rides will come off one day.

taking an apple
to my husband–
all the little bruises

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June 5, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.

end of day–
our dog catches a fly
at the window

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June 2, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.

memorizing
your words in the night–
at sunrise
I only remember
this deep blushing

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