He looked about, frantic — all he saw were the Andes™ mints the maid had courteously left on his pillow the day before when she cleaned his hotel room. They offered him no help.
*** And for all this the drought was in its eighteenth year. There were children living who had yet to see rain. Water from the sky was a mystery to them. An unbelievable tease. Their parents told them…
Alysia and Megumi made their magic circles, but they stopped short when they saw a young man at the end of the street. Their eyes trembled and their feet moved them back without thought.
I got 3 good hubcaps
That oughta be enough
You can take away my house
You can take away my stuff
Just leave it on the curbside
With my beat-up Cadillac
Got my 3 good hubcaps
I ain’t never coming back
You might as well be the man on the moon. Once touching your face was quotidian. When I tallied each day's pleasures, you, in this room or that, counted too much for me, I think. I stopped record keeping. I'm …
"What mouths could not say, hands did."
Rough sonnet about faded love
...still the same old signs...
Winter melts to ashes and now we walk where hillocks dip like pillows, where a warm pocket of air keeps the scent of spring beauties for itself. Sensitive vetch, so easily shocked, folds under a feather, yet the earth trembles where trout lilies shove. Buds stall on…
Your boredoms are not my fascinations. Your boredoms Belong to the ice caves with the Mammoths, Although haven't they been tortured enough by the Changing winds? Your boredoms are far from twinkling Objects in the beaks of ancient crows,…
The only silver lining? The man in my life and I are in this together.
I used to fear things. The lonesome wind come through the clapboards. Dry hillsides rustling. My own skin in the summer heat. Rattlers. Lurking. Abandoned coal pits. Pa said I was afraid of desolation. I didn't know what he meant by that. How can you be…
the land she seeks
is far from us but still its twin’s the Texas dust
that’s tamed today by Texas rain.
Soon everyone will know what is coming.You cast a spell of heaviness and I crumple, horizontal. Like Aurora, sleep is my destiny.Tantalus in reverse, my curse from food forever I will flee, while everything changes;discomfort and…
You are terrified. You light/
the autopilot light and trust//
the small machineries of self/
to land things safely,