poetry

Small Talk

Listen, just in case, In case what? In case there should be, in case tragedy What kind? In case volcano, in case earthquake, in case fire Where? When? ...

Ceridwen

He becomes poet who passes through my crooked stem   mere conduit for male genius   I hound, otter, hawk, hen before I taste him   Had I known...

Stilleven

A painting is a permanent present tense, an app that does one thing, & one thing, lonely. Scroll down. There's the gallery floor, glowing. There's ...

divebar poem

I could be drunk anywhere on this earth—you could be at a far-off remoteness or your mouth hovering over my pretty mandible. I cannot tell anymore if the stain ...

ENTROPY

the mylar unicorn balloon juts out of my moodlighting lamp & won’t lose air sealed lips but the horn’s starting to sag it’s not sad it’s entropy how slowly t...

Silk

Sew me up with the silk of spiders before I am eaten alive. If I am exposed and the birds find me they will poke and prod until I come undone. But if I ...