Writing

TIMES I FELT LIKE A LOSER

when I was sitting at the gas station picnic table down to my last cigarette and one single drop of rain put it out…

.neutered.

oil pond mirrors the darkness the november day                  sun draws white against the grey this       leaf  lays on earth there is no god not hungry nor otherwise…

Catching up with the Dead

—for Douglas Baby it's been so long! What do you want to talk about? You struggle to make words, blurt "Spaghetti Sauce" and disappear…

What If We Did Everything Right?

Ate well, drank less, exercised, used valerian root and holy basil, filtered rainwater and the northern breeze and the rhetoric coming from outside, paid…

First World Problem

I have the inclination to shut down my tablet just as I realize the tablet must be on to turn off the air conditioner.

Artemis

The Urquhart & Music street sign is a rebus, Kerry claims: toy firetruck attached at top above a naked plastic Barbie with a lime-green…

Elegy for American Democracy

We think too much of the ends of things, American Democracy now, or my fountain pen giving up the ghost, red-state votes cascading down…

Opening Sentences 101

They say an opening sentence should draw the reader in with its precision and clarity, a bouquet of words with the promise of fulfilment…

From the Retirement Home, Emailing Love Letters to My Dead Wife

I wish I could rub a genie’s lamp the way I tenderly rubbed your feet after a long day of work— then I would…

New Orleans Airport Chapel

Tiny, claustrophobic room, stained Hopi carpet, folded-up prayer rugs, assorted scriptures, brass band in the distance. Sign: NO Alcohol NO Incense Sticks NO Cell…

Racoon Hunting

I do not have the memory that some do, more often flashes, images, clip shots, waves, feelings. They come on the outbreath. When I…

Visions