Glue fails. Wood ages. Children slam and crash. Yesterday a tea cabinet dropped its door. Nobody was near it. The door simply fell from its hinges to the floor like a sudden heart attack. I built with sound wood, with brass hardware. Figured it would last. How far ahead can you see when you’re 32? […]
Joe Cottonwood
Joe Cottonwood has repaired hundreds of houses to support his writing habit among the redwood trees in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California. His newest book of poetry is buck naked is the opposite of hate from Sheila-Na-Gig Press.