One Sentence Poems

Mike Dillon Song He always stayed on the far side of the hill until he came to the door one day and, not bothering to knock, placed on the dining room table a small wooden box with the red stone of your secret wrapped in cotton inside, and your heart turned rabbit, not knowing which […]

Mike Dillon Third Grade When I realized the question on the chalkboard was not a question because our teacher already knew the answer I felt something inside me sink one floor. Mike Dillon, who lives northwest of Seattle on Puget Sound, likes brief, cold-water swims and short conversations.    

Mike Dillon And Now I watch my father bent with age step around rather than over a shattered oar left by last night’s tide. Mike Dillon, who lives northwest of Seattle on Puget Sound, likes brief, cold-water swims and short conversations.