Words

The swift and cold pre-autumn rain,  Will not, dear life, have come in vain.  The last burst of green life given In dried beds of aged creeks...

Scary things, scary things The things that have created me All come back, so haunting Surrounded now, I can not breathe. Can someone please Soon help me Rid my life...

Sit with legs extended, flex your feet.Breathe in to raise your arms, grow tall. Breathe outto fold your body forward, hold your feet. Breathe in...

Surprisingly dominant the hard world — flags and batons, limos and air-conditioners, mounted mooseheads, bullets. Our soft bodyshells must conform or be shed. Yet the totems within our heads are not lampposts without lamps. Nothing the...

Think of nothing . . .  without thinking of something. Can you comprehend no beginning and no end? For nothing always never was the absence of existence. Our     ...

A bite into you is a bite into late backyard nights where summer breezes bring you the scents of swaying cornfields and the laughter of friends and the...

To my surprise, there are still three Cardinal Climbers which have bloomed in the chill of mid-October; their regal red trumpet petals open & held high...

There is a parking lot in Virginia where plastic Wal-Mart bags now blowTo find a fence post 4 miles out or a lone tree...

accomplice he shoves a rusty crowbar into my hands i want you to climb up on the rooftear up some of the shinglesmake it look like...

Faulkner, you fucker you came on to me with your words and your prose and the things you could seeand i’m beholden, Man and what can i do wondering...

what does everyone want to do for their last night on earth walk the high wire bend over backwards look up at the stars until they start to look...

L.A. i said isn’t that where dreams go to die where you never say hello so you don’t have to say goodbye  where crooks find love and lepers fornicate and...