Poetry

Out of My Down-in-the-Dumps

Today is more than just one cup of black coffee after another. Today, I have enough melancholy stacked on top of more melancholy to…

Regarding a Corpse

Regarding a corpse at the bottom of a ravine, I wonder if it’s mine. I wonder if as it tumbled, sinews tearing like tissue…

Scylla and Charybdis

feather-sized flakes spin then faint on the grass we look at the sky, wondering eggshell facts melt on our faces life isn’t quite irresistible…

The Wood Conductor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TT6R5OryGU There was no sign of a woodcutter in the tin shack raised from the red earth, the black wood of an archived forest.…

Laneville poem

Laneville-muted sunlight, good sex, bipolar, playing Jay-Z in the morning pissing off the people below me. Laneville-crappy bars and not in a good way,…

Don’t You Worry, Jackie Boy

this game's going down in history randomly craved poetry is best take the enamel right off your teeth I saw a great grandmother reading…

The Finesse of Oneness

Questions I Would Ask Him

Before you lost what was left of your mind, did you have any idea that the scales of betrayal you kept even with your…

Group Art

Perhaps you miss folding the May blossoms, sakura, creeping phlox, chrysanthemums; maybe your fingers are itching to fold cicadas, damselflies, moths you can hold;…

Getting Help

I try to keep an appearance of a well-manicured lawn but my moles keep showing up hungry, silently heaving sod. And I gotta lot…

Beatles Fan from Buenos Aires

Wishing my penis could detach itself and crawl off somewhere far away from me She insists she understands how I feel especially the moments…

The Day Squirrels Preach

some days, a squirrel jumps up from the oak's branches above the grandma's balcony and tells us how to pour our grief in a…