“In Memory of Randy H.,” “Like This,” and “My Son”

In Memory of Randy H. Hippo---your teenage nickname said, shouted, mumbled, mouthed, breath wandering into the world in the days your orange Cutlass…


“When Father Knew Best,” “Baby’s First Protest: Uh-Oh,” and “After Seeing Toulouse-Lautrec’s Poster ‘Can-Can'”

When Father Knew Best Monsignor Dugan called us into the hall said, you saw a dirty movie tell your mothers, You must leave Girl Scouts or St. Mary's…


You Can’t Touch Me

The first time you flipped was at a bus stop;             it was dark, the street was…


“Moonblood,” “Liar, Liar,” and “Monstrare”

Moonblood Stark night blooming full moon Aggrandizing expanding embellishing Stars and cars colliding marking a child With great expectations Moon…


My Prescription Pills Come in Packs of Ten

We soak---the solvent yet quickens our rot Fresh dope strikes the vein in suburbia Chemic’ly warm---to forget your life’s lot Softest venom begets…


Reaper Society

Shhhh, don't say a word, or make a sound, stay right here, you are safe if you do. Test the darkness to see if what they say is true. Should I wait…


“Wastrel,” “Ice Heart,” “At the Cafe,” and Other Poems

Wastrel Dead leaves are underneath the tarp. The sleeping bag rots along with the tent. The cotton is soiled with blood, sweat, and piss. This is not…


College Collection

Classroom I’m twisted by exhaust. Silent halogens in a prison filled with desks Bridge One wayward glance, or one instance of paths crossed in this…


“Does it Need a Title?”, “Street Theatre,” “Literary Property,” and Other Poems

Does it Need a Title? There is nothing sadder than an old elephant at the zoo. All alone, the color of tarmac; a gigantic mouse behind bars. She…


“The Transgressionist,” “Girl in the Full Metal Jacket,” and “The Magician’s Assistant Throws Down on the Slut Shamers”

The Transgressionist Just before you've just about had enough of me--- poof. I'll be gone two days before you call me, three days before you call me…