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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…
Poetrymichael visits his favorite webcam girl
he takes a sky tram up the columbian mountains noticing the neighborhoods crumble deeper every meter they rise above the city center until sheet…
PoetryHospital (Self Isolation Sonnet)
Persuaded by my wife to return to our marital bed so she does not have to get up every two hours to monitor my…
PoetryGalileo Never Rode a Rickshaw
The moment Galileo Galilei innocently gave the Books the proverbial finger, it was clear, there and then, that we'd all end up in therapy.…
PoetryKim gets the red dress
I get the sequined jeans. In the window I catch a glance tight stretch denim, flared legs, my palms press down my bottom and…
PoetryA drawing of the one that got away
A crude black crayon drawing could be anyone. But the only other significant color is blue, in one eye. Heterochromia, the Internet offers. Etched…
PoetryOut 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…
PoetryRegarding 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…