March 22, 2019
“Mysteries,” “The Devil in Me,” and “The Sun Was There”
Mysteries I have no idea what it is but you are not alone I am only alone and I eat alone into my stomach I love alone It gives me a smile and I know…
March 21, 2019
“A New Normal,” “There Go I,” “That Mewling Babe,” and “On the Beach”
A New Normal “God, you’re so normal!” You know it’s meant as a subtle dig, But you want to laugh And celebrate a pyrrhic victory. They would not…
March 19, 2019
“Death of the Prince,” “Futuristic Body/Visionary Mind,” “What They Came For,” and Other Poems
Death of the Prince A Word on the Death of the Prince of Thieves--- Robin of Locksley, Robin Hood, Whose arrows fled, whose arm, bled, Let out by the…
March 18, 2019
“Untitled,” “Breezes,” and “The Sky Spoke of One Cloud”
Untitled And she wrote to herself Many letters that day Of her father insisting that she hadn’t changed And she thought to herself The day had come…
March 16, 2019
“The Obelisk” and “Behind the Glass as Youth Walks Out”
The Obelisk I. wheat stands gilt ready for harvest each crown bent in anticipation hand in hand we enter the field wade through the golden waves…
March 14, 2019
Luck of the Draw
Sin must be uprooted // weed out the unnecessary numbers // as goldilocks says countdown the integers interlude // and gather around the soon to be…
March 12, 2019
“The Rebirth of Pleasure,” “Reflections from the Death Bus,” “Soft Rains,” and Other Poems
The Rebirth of Pleasure Decorate this tomb with holly and flowers. Brighten the gloom with restless hours. Let life refill the mortuary and put…
March 10, 2019
“Notepad,” How a Masterpiece is Created,” and “Liquor-ish”
Notepad One day When all these years will pass I will pose as a bystander I will write about you I will coin you as my tragic flaw When all these…
March 8, 2019
“The Light,” “Dirty American Poem #3,” “The Last Days of the Flu,” and Other Poems
The Light We wait for the bombs to feel us out pass the potatoes, say grace over the odd angels that have watched over us for years through the…
March 4, 2019
A Year in Four Parts
Spring she's got no daddyyyyy no daddyyyy's got her probably a good thing but, she'll always be looking her mommy was a ghost a smothering fog ebbing…