Coach Feingold and the Bryantville Cavaliers

A dusty and pockmarked practice field sits beneath a scorching August sun. Future Rhode Island High School Football Hall of Fame honoree James D. Feingold is addressing the team’s incoming freshman players. The incoming freshmen are kneeling in a loose crescent around Coach Feingold, who wears aviator sunglasses, a battered baseball hat, and gym shorts. [...]

Posted at 9:51 pm on December 14, 2009 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Driving Home Press, Prose | read on

Mount Hope, a bridge in Rhode Island.

These are straight-forward people.
They have indoor voices
outdoor voices
dignity at rest.
Him and her:
they loved eachother in a past-tense-sort-of-fashion.
In needing more time for sleep, they occasionally demand more sleep. They cope with winter and lonely with bed lamp coffee sex and sleep. They talk about the future and dance around the present.
Fifty cents after three o’clock
they search [...]

Posted at 9:37 pm on December 13, 2009 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Driving Home Press, Poem | read on

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