[ Poetry ]


subjugation, not safe
subjugation wait, i can explain -- i used to be feral, chewing raw meat with sugary teeth, sucking on a carcass during sleepless nights, trying to fend off boars and …
Sunny, Confused, Ice Cream
Sunny And now the sun appears – an arrogant schoolboy staring through my window – What am I doing? Just looking.
Nostalgia, Overland
Nostalgia Tidal rapids. The current was too strong.
Childhood
I lived in a town where starving girls weaved Paper chains from heartstrings and gum wrappers, Staving off reality with cheap spirits coaxed from older lovers I lived …
The Summer I Stopped Eating
Peeling oranges with our eyes closed, on a rooftop lidded with stars Moon scrapes away a crescent of the sky and we cut away pounds of Our flesh …
Party
Ketamine kisses douse a blazing girl with the sick tang of gasoline, heartthrob, dementia She droops, star splayed and eager in her drowsiness, sped by the rhyme …
Other; In Her Tavern; Rubble
Other Faces shift in my dreams from us to them and back. They are with me, free in that place: my people, cast out as Other from this …
It Will Come Back, Distant Music, Transient Stroke, Basic Math
It Will Come Back we say (fingers crossed, knock on wood, salt over shoulder) because it always has, because we don’t know what we’ll do if it doesn’t. Spring, …
Meal Time
Meal Time Each morning, I boil the ocean to make my tea. I season my eggs with just sea and I eat it with a side of …
Testimony to Sense
I. The air adorned with notes of milk.
Cosmic Joke, Key
Cosmic Joke I’m dying. screamed out into windowless night before being coaxed back to a confused bed.
“The Dishwasher,” “Splitscreen,” “Countdown,” “Immovable Property”
The Dishwasher I work the constellations of soap foam as the steam rolls up like little scrolls. My wife is still asleep.
What Keeps Her, What Do We Pick Up, Ballet of War
What Keeps Her Blind exchange Can’t look both ways Caved in discussions All up in the air He said she was Loose Tight percussion Kept her moving By the jukebox …
ADOLES-NO-SENSE
pheromonal? Zeusian grok: outa (I thought) lotta blue sky a lightning bolt surprises you distracts radar from what I had presumed an ability to navigate these …
The City’s Guts; The Beach; The Chariot of Surya
The Beach Smooth grey pebbles lie among the shingle like sea eggs on hard orange and yellow chips of glass Only the high spring tides wash up to …
2 poems
La Diva La Diva Who is La Diva not you bathrobe between the legs in the shards of shattered mirror stuck in tufts of red shag but La …
Participant; The Heat; A World of Good
Participant Four women from her choir meet bi-weekly with my wife to sing: still strong sopranos, one alto. They do show-tunes and reminiscent rock, interspersed with raucous laughter; …
Three Poems in Conversation
1. Johnny I drag iron-heavy skin down streets with foreign names.
ADOLES-NO-SENSE
pheromonal? Zeusian grok: outa (I thought) lotta blue sky a lightning bolt surprises you distracts radar from what I had presumed an ability to navigate these …
An Almost Miss
An Almost Miss Gripping our raft, with rope burns, blistering hands, under a blinding, searing sun. We float along a churning river, while Father Time draws a constant line and …
Interview, Fiction, Divine Strangeness
Interview “. .
Rock Bottom
I am at the bottom of this bottle but love is nowhere to be found. The rocks spiral in the glass, illuminated by morning sun shade on me fool me …
Portion Control
I must ration my (affections for you so I do not gorge myself on heartbreak (all in one sitting. I must spoon feed myself morsels of time, so …
To The Survivor of a Tattered Mind
The keeper of my heart and fallen dreams; the tormentor of my shattered soul I need you to stop erecting mansions of doubt in my mind ... to …
Love’s Nightmare
I didn’t know it was you until it wasn’t. I didn’t know pain until you left me, face down, wallowing in a deep ocean of my tears You …