Poetry

here is a story of coal begun as a pair. two abstractions filtered by a stream. the church and the eye elements not gilded. […]

This morning the chickens mew like cats
and you are in our home

state, far away, your own cat clucking […]

looking for a gentler metaphor,
something to describe

the action or the fact of breaking […]

There’s something about darkness
in the daytime I can’t help but adore.
Let’s grab the matinee and a martini. […]

We are approaching shore now.
The fisherman at the dock skins
a sea bass, pretends it is his lover. […]

falls and falls and falls, down, falls to a stop, a stopping fall, a stop piling, […]

I once had a thirst for knowledge.
Now I deseed jalapenos for their
immersion in tequila. What is this […]

The dark irony of Ariana Grande now: “Head in the clouds, got no weight on my shoulders. […]

I’d rather not talk
about it. It was an attempt
at intimacy. When offered clay to mold the universe, […]

Let the future human heart morph into
whatever the nearest troubled one needs: […]