Poetry
blue jay
poised for flight, one small / foot on the curb like a sprinter, this girl / with such rough skin the colour / of concrete in the rain, this girl is ready...
Drawbridge
The car hangs by a thread from the bascule leaf, / emergency brake clenching metal, / momentary stillness. / Not much we can do at this point, ninety degrees / to the...
Another Story
Tell me when. When will it begin? Another Story. Another story. I have to. Back to the scene. Sway into. Stroke here. I put this on. I go down. I put this...
epigram
the word ‘Sin’ in Spanish means: without / so, the practice of over indulgence is a way of reaching divinity /
Rotten English
There are no words / for this English, squeezed / and shriveled / in my molasses throat. / The white crust stuck corners / of my lips barely pass / each viscous...
In Dreams Bare
or barely dreams, I had this second or this sec / / / to situate the situation; unsatisfy the truth. / / / The final...
He Who Laughs
Laughter from the right / Follows laughter / From the left. / / In the deep of the night / This is no laughing / Matter. / / Early morning...
The Last Death
It had all happened before. The coffee cup / with the old ship, steaming on the windowsill. / Their hand-holding at dusk, coyotes barking / in the forest. This was the transfiguration,...
Moth
Every few days another moth appears. / I hear them rattling between the window / and rice paper taped across the glass / to hinder the curiosity of addicts. These large...