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Poetry“Hello” to the Moon
this poem is a second-hand market toothbrush a kind of makeshift relation as if you were going to college in the 40’s to dodge…
PoetryThe Cycle
Used and abused Is that my motto The haunting words that continue to follow As I wander the depths This strange world of dating…
PoetryTo an Old Roommate
I just saw your photo on Instagram and fifty years have barely touched you. Sure, you have shorter hair, but you could be sitting…
PoetryWriter’s Block
Whatever touch I had is gone. Maybe I never had it. That would be better. One can’t throw away a non-belonging. Can’t chase after…
PoetryHallmark
Dad went out when I went to see Mom. He said he was going to celebrate some raise or bonus he and his co-workers…
Poetryalways you
always you i loved in english but there in the love of all things you, i love in spanish and parlez-vous too in a…
PoetryWhere a Neck Begins
I will meet a boy from Ethiopia, or Eritrea I do not know the distinctions well but guess it must be about religion or…
PoetryLOCHIEL
Driving around town, I mistook a young saguaro for a girl in a green jumpsuit, hitchhiking. Fuckin’ geriatric eyes! I don’t believe in the…
Poetrylisten to your mother
the sword swallower swallowed his sword the hilt was not wide enough to act as a stop so now what? his mother told him…
PoetryHow To Fall Asleep During Wartime
Forget the talking head on your screen, hawking sleep aids. The real reason you can’t sleep is the dark tunnel—how it reminds you of…
PoetryHuffy-Puffy
I thought about calling Mom when she didn’t call me. Dad said no. “I told you she’ll call when she wants something,” he said.…
PoetryComing Home
The mogra outside the window blooms after the rain. You bring one flower close, and the room quietly fills with its fragrance. Sambhar simmers…