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One of the poems in my collection, One Day Tells its Tale to Another, published December 16, 2012. Available on Amazon. My first book!
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severe snow storm coming. I'm looking for a parking spot and listening to Machito & Charlie Parker
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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Another bird hits the large plate glass patio doors as I am sipping my morning coffee.
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In traffic I cry bloody murder, but my bloodlust subsides once I'm in Valhalla. Chip Whitehead wants to see me on the 22nd floor before I start my shift. Charlie and the other suits have been looking at me funny since I sent Chip a memo suggesting the recession…
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two roses her eyes
aqua-blue
no, blue-green
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We became The World Famous Shadow Puppet Theater because we thought that the best way to become world famous was to act as though we already were.
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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graves left or graves lost, into silence death sinks:/it's leaving the living that leaves us such pain.
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It was a dark and stormy night.
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facts are facets are / things in the act // the truth speaks softly // as time saying amber / to the enduring sap // words come and go / like leaves like men // we the tree remain ...
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The dowdy woman in fart nailed the vim.
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What was so bad about other religions that their followers were automatically condemned to eternal damnation? The priests were so convincing when they claimed Christ was the only true way.
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Unconsciously she shook her head at her own weakness in coming out to see Wayne when things were in shambles at home. Guilt had beat resolve in the cosmic game of rock paper scissors.
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Tell them words are math counting forever four letters of truth
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So few dreams are the doors they seem.
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By February, I had decided,
That you'd tear out my throat every morning
if it meant your favorite song would play from my neck.
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He just had to tell somebody. Anybody.
So he called up his publisher, L., who agreed to meet him at Oliveira’s for a drink. It only took about ten minutes to walk there from his big duplex in the Elmwood, where he was still living with his wife among
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"Penning a slight of tongue well versed
or worse, a salacious lie..."
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Food is silly. Eating is silly. Yet the camaraderie of sharing a table is not silly. It is sacred. It becomes silly when the jello arrives.
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As a rule, she calls me whenever she’s waiting for her train or bus. ‘Hiya… How’s life-’ she starts off sweetly. Even though I should know better by now, I can only respond in the same old way. I’ll say: ‘Hi Kate!’. Next, I’ll try to te
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I must have been six years old at that time, but the events of…
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I heard this story from my grandmother who heard it from her grandmother who heard it from an uncle, who was a monkey.
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“Well” I say. “What do you think about the dilemma of a guy who’s tortured by a history of incest and bondage?”
“Depends” Says Al. “On who was cested and who was bonded.
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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saw the world was a mess
I did nothing about it, poured myself some apple juice
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A week ago, Lina had felt a pain crack over her right eyebrow. It was there every day, creeping from her ear to the middle of her forehead.
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