“Act” © Bonnie Matthews Brock


Written Footsteps
for David

You’ll want to read about this;
I, about that. There’s something
papal in our lack of doubt
vis a vis this and only this point of
doctrine. It’s palpable. Hearing by
hearing, we have tracked up the
moon, mostly the dry gray side,

but in our rasher inspirations, the
wet black (we alone know its
wetness). Sometimes in the
back of our minds, we hear our
moms guarding their just-mopped
floors from us. So far our space-
suits have kept us alive and

dreamily bouncing. Despite
distortion, we know each other’s
voices. Almost certainly we’ll
never remove the awkward
gloves. But we would — and the
helmets too — if that’s what
repair or rescue required.


Timothy Robbins has been teaching English as a Second Language for 28 years. He has been a regular contributor to Hanging Loose since 1980. His poems have appeared in Main Street Rag, Off The Coast, Bayou Magazine, Slant, Tipton Poetry Journal, Cholla Needles and many others. He has published three volumes of poetry: Three New Poets (Hanging Loose Press), Denny’s Arbor Vitae (Adelaide Books) and Carrying Bodies (Main Street Rag Press). He lives in Wisconsin with his husband of 22 years.

Bonnie Matthews Brock is a Florida-based photographer, as well as a school psychologist. Her images have been published in Ibbetson Street Press, The Somerville Times, Oddball Magazine, and Beyond Words Literary Magazine.