Poetry
“All Aboard!”
At dawn, when the ship seemed steady below me, its flamed helm pointing us west, I would take my rare strolls between Cancer and Capricorn, starboard, to watch the peril of my...
Laying Hands
I learned to love your devil’s touch, / Bruised my knees to match my skin, / It was safety felt within your clutch, / Or the clutch that safely took me in,...
the camp at musina
she sat for two days, waiting / for officials to acknowledge her. / reporters found her first, / told her story to the world. / / watch her wait in squalid...
How Is It I Came to Be Summed Up As I Am Now
How is it I came to be summed up as I am now? / Did the carbon in me pirouette through / cedar, a sleek fish, diamonds — or cities as ancient as...
Down to You
I trampled those days, a lion, believed / in myself with a ferocity that has since / never been the same. They were days / when self-knowing became real, a dented /...
It begins
It begins with betrayal / In not being able to express / The crushed grape in your chest / The taste of morgue in your mouth / And how the lions in...
The Poet
He was born crying and he died laughing. / And in-between? Some smiles / given mostly to the old, / the young, women. And he wept / at the still swings in...
Crimes
Over dinner, I told how we lit the lampless night. / With butane from a yellow can, we drew pentagrams / and forbidden words on the asphalt. / / When the...
the thimble-sparrow
headfirst, into / the / harsh window / like a hammer (i think) / ...