Words
Postscript
Covid – year two. I no longer live within myformer parameters.Sleep comes in waves per night as does dream.
Some days the sun sings I’m...
No such thing
Fate rides on fiery tracks
as the warmth of the flame
creeps from underneath the doortell me one thing, darlingis it everything you imagined it to...
Obelisks in the Desert
Melted moon-wax dripping outover the leave-less trees tonightcharming me with such good tastelanguidly stitching together the patchwork
The textures weren’t half so brightwhen they ensconced...
quarantined thoughts
i had my thoughts in quarantine but somehow they got out and now they’re loose on the town and moving aboutand if you feel anxious you best keep...
Last Night
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...
the river that cries
had it been different had it been otherwise i might not have conceived such an elaborate disguise as we walked, that night along the river that cries for the damned,...
Walking Dogs in an Illinoisan Fall
We used to walk local shelter dogs in the fall.One of them had to stop every few yards to pee. We didn’t mind, & neither...
in the light
Waking up each morning Pieces of my skin stick to my sheets Flesh unbound, pulling away A viscous, visceral stretch in the direction of my movement, a line...
A Spate of Poets
They’re everywhere – !behind bushes, on benches,under bridges, in the hedges,eyes shiningtoo much.
I’ll be the log in your fire place. Let our nostalgia ...
human tweeting
going through your instagram feed desperately trying to reconstruct your history artfully revealing yourself through clever angles and snapchat filters.
what happens when children lose sight of themselves via the...
Result Of The Utterance
Every single thing that is alive communicates.
All that lives from bees to trees, harmonyfrom root and branch to you and memust one way or...