Abstract portrait of a young man baed on a photograph in the public domain


Crazy Mothers, crazy fathers, everyone saving each other
bleeding phone calls to cousins who call uncles who call
brothers; from San Francisco to Michigan, everyone knows
you’re not doing well.

I don’t know what Michigan looks like.

I imagine a perfect square.

There are several thousand squares in Michigan called lawns.

There is a lake: its water flows from corner to corner.


(c) Rob Goldstein November 08, 1984 All Rights Reserved


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  1. I owned one of those Michigan squares once upon a time, actually in 1984, when you wrote this ! My mother was manic, then dying. The frantic phone calls were prevalent. I get it, Robert. Be well.

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