PoetryWhy are you always defending him?
family stories of Allen generally include the phrase what was he thinking? and a trip to the ER roller skating on the front porch—…
Poetrydaylight savings
i tasted myself on him the way a cat’s tongue rakes through fur or a pinched reflection in the corner of my eye resembles…
PoetryGaslight
You convinced me that migraine was the throbbing ache of the mind, so I believed you, telling myself nausea was a dead butterfly in…
ArtTrailer Art
Artist Statement: Years ago when I was 17, my parents hit rock bottom. I went out on my own and ended up living in…
PoetryOther People’s Bathrobes
I follow, as she careens her cart through Mauna Kea Mall, tossing in cracked cups, mismatched sheets, biographies of people no one remembers. "Why…
Poetrya murder of words
like a murder of crows sitting upon the branches of a barren tree, ---squawking so my words rest upon the black lines of a…
PoetryClippings of bad poetry
there's clippings of bad poetry all over the deck where I thought up and discarded many lines I have to stack them up and…
PoetryThe Flowers Who Wanted To Be a Woman
primrose says I will be her lips bean says I will be her thighs broom says I will be be her clitoris meadowsweet says…
PoetryCarpe Diem
Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question brings the priest and the doctor in their long coats running over the fields.…
Poetry, Readings, VideoRoad to Big Sur
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCW3T3xZZwc For Lawrence Ferlinghetti When I ate a croissant in bed, flakes of brown crust fell upon my pillow, fell atop the sheets, and…
