The Common Good

Kevin Hadduck

Articles by Kevin Hadduck

Over chatter of starlings and grackles,
you hear your father’s voice,
confident and constant as bee hum
in the backyard of your thoughts.

I have seen that I must


Confess to ignorance



I do not know you, although

I have loved you twenty years



The lifting of your lashes

Fat God

How can you mean to satisfy us by hurling down your bait—

love writhing on a hook and snagged in our guts—