I’m a Magpie
written in class, March 19, 2005
When I was eleven, I saw my double
The Magus Zoroaster, my dead child
Outside the house it’s waiting
The clock strikes three
Chimes and echoes breaking still
Not prone to seeing seconds
As a child I saw my 2nd, counting one, two, three, three
The night still, waiting
And I was just a child. Two ones, double.
I'm a librarian. Special skills include dog charming, brochure writing, slapdash cooking and long-winded nattering. I also enjoy watching the sunset's reflection in the tall buildings downtown.
For a while there, I taught classes on Classical literature, philosophy, and the history of religion at New College of California. I have an MA and an MFA in Writing, and live on a boat in Sausalito, CA.