Michael HartfordOrgandyI wake up trying to recite the alphabet backwards. I’m on “P”, and trying so hard to move to “O” instead of “Q” that my head hurts. When I…Jun 22Jun 22
Michael HartfordSingle Sign OnHer computer asks her for David’s name the next morning. It doesn’t know that it’s asking after David, it just wants her password, but…Jun 15Jun 15
Michael HartfordBuriedThey started digging at night; they used the little backhoe against the roses I trenched for the winter just last week, then switched to…Jun 8Jun 8
Michael HartfordAmnesiaFor almost a year I couldn’t even look at her, much less touch her. We’d go over to my brother’s house and I’d sit by the door, still…Jun 1Jun 1
Michael HartfordThe Boundary LineI came home for my first Thanksgiving vacation from college to find my father standing on the curb, his back to the street, staring…May 25May 25
Michael HartfordSummer RotationTwo weeks before my sixth birthday, I ran into the house screaming, “Mario’s dead! Mario’s dead!”May 18May 18
Michael HartfordWhere the Bones Cry Out in the Long NightBellies filled with a lunch of steamed clams, vinegar-drowned french fries and Shipyard Ale, we push through the brambles and Indian paint…May 11May 11
Michael HartfordStanding on the Shores of Atlantis, Skipping StonesThey were playing tic-tac-toe without paper on the way to Pictured Rock National Park, imagining the grid with boxes numbered one to nine.May 4May 4