O Reader
O reader, poem’s art-imated ear settles as ours not effortless but joined to our confusions as her own, not clear but clearing, wanting all…
Breaking the Line
1. The bridges are still burning over the Rhine, the Seine, the Tennessee our running feet can barely take the heat, our shoes…
Ingots of Silence
From some foreign mental refinery melted and molded bricks of stuff fall into our hands out past iron doors glowing radiant of light and heat…
Feeding Ritual
The wild have saved for us what we’ve hurried to abandon the jerky walk of small birds on a…
The First Question
The first question has never been asked the one with no history, before before we didn’t know…
Playing Us
A moon tonight red as a hammered thumb a clown’s impossible nose held in place with an obvious string Another…
Appendices
Extras, stand over by the wall prettiest up front, smart ones in the back in fact the smart ones can…
The Music, The Music
A wavering formation of Canada geese row overhead slow compared to a jet calling to each other ‘close up, close up’ or…
The Dog Star
Climbing a glass mountain lit from within by the Dog Star still over the horizon a faint yet distinct blue-white glow the rest of…
Voting 2018
Standing in line outside a primary school library waiting for an open booth, cars filling up the small parking lot. The…
The Dog Star 