Poetry

Before the World Was on Fire I want to remember the big silliness, the nightwe weren’t even that drunk or stoned and ranoutside, smack into...

What I Mean —inspired by Michael Ondaatje’s The Collected Works of Billy the Kid When I say sonofabitch sonofabitch what I mean is Don’t go, I will miss you. When...

Meteor, April 2020 In the year of our plague, we saw a light. Like a plane onfire, west in the sky, just after sunset when...

Improv First I’m scorched earth & thenforever after I’m brook-choked-with-ash. Even  when I’m spring meadow I’m stillsooty-snow-pile-behind-Sam’s-Club or if I’m lucky  just leaf-blower-ruckus-up-the-street. The producergrumbles into his...

Root "The word “anger” has a strange root: it is etymologically related to “angina” and “hangnail.”  I bought a new knife, sliced an onion through its...

Wizened I am part star remnant,yes, but I am all turncoat body.   Occasionally I forget howfrail the bones are.Though I do remember that we like to...

Joy Which lives in the throat.Which, silenced, becomes a plum or a firework.Which bugles oxygen into every synapse.Which brings forth daffodils.Which, when confronted with a...

Titanic: The Artifact Exhibition, Union Station, Kansas City I pay a little extra for an audio wand so a narrator can serve me a pair of...

Nine Steps That Might Ease Despair Let the sun tip a sea of bluefrom the hood of your carto your open eyes. Touch the sticky needles...

What I do about the nightmares beforegoing into battle Ibandage my head     light campfirespull the covers down    no one can predictwhat happens on the plains...