
My poem was recently published in the on-line journal Digital Paper, Issue Nineteen, Summer 2014.
http://digitalpaper.wordpress.com/
A Polkadot Red With The Smell Of Snuff
I said hello to a man in a truck
checking some asphalt patches on the pavement
He reminded me of my father
in his working clothes
& his khaki shirt
& his frisco jeans
& his old hat
& his wrinkles all over his brown face
& I remembered when I was four
& found my father’s handkerchief
in the back pocket of his workpants
& it was a polkadot red
& smelled of snuff