A Myriad of Winters
The one with the tiny tree with red lights on it And icicles forming on its gutters…] Inside we are bundled in our beds. The snow outside...
Rain Map
The needle-thorn cucumbers are sappy with my blood. And my knees sit on top of each other, like a perfect straight road. We peeled lemons...
Sorry to Share With You
that this morning I woke thinking of JonBenét because the news won’t let us let her go it’s the twentieth anniversary documentary I knew...
"Rosanne, You Can Put on the Red Light Tonight"
I’m on the phone with Roseanne Barr, I ask her, “What are you supposed to do when you’re afraid of your own body?” She tells me she...
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joan of arc would lay her sword across me, glistening by candlelight polished bronze reflecting wet skin maybe she would bind my hands...
Window Glass
We take down the linen that hangs above the windows. Light goes in before the sun goes down over the collection of trees that line the...
View From The Siesta Sky
On some days I think of Icarus falling through the sky, the posts of his wings still inflamed as he plummets into the cold water. Smoke...
Insomnia in a Sleepy City
Still night with streets abandoned immerses me into my own world on my downtown walks. Khakis and shirt Proclaim, I drink and I know...
Cut Off
Where can I get a gun? Flanked. After knowing you for years, you were rarely happy – at least enough to pull the trigger. Wanna get...
Stressed Loon
Like when the popcorn flew up into the air, yodeling and laughing mixed as we poked fun to release excited anxiety, to release the...
