Poetry

Retrograde

Performed at Stanford University, December 2019. Mercury is in retrograde this month. I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean, …

T L O M (uh oh)

Home is no innocent pastime. A snuff-stuffed brain chokes on its own swollen gums: nothing about this is healthy except …

The Astronomical Unit

Smart people once decided the ways we measure things here are just not relevant once you get far enough from …

Sickness

limbs go pale, & face flushes so hollow he takes one look and asks if I’d been crying no, I …

Cali

There is an anthem here. Sung in the circular patterns of parties, part praise part performance, parked illegally to the …

The Lobster

Eyes meet as obliquely as fish brush water. Over the perfect lightness of expensive brunch, words are exchanged. Emotions are …

Exiting the Beinecke

For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too. —Virginia Woolf   I had grown used to …

If I Were To Own a Gun

Ginkgo leaves seem adequate; they nibble at your toes in the autumn, next to those stinky pellets I used to …

Wick(ed)

It seemed a more definite way out. The clarity of disaster is more satisfying Than rambling goodness, and all that …

Inktober— 21 Short Poems

The following is a series of 21 short poems that I wrote for Inktober, writing according to the daily prompt …

Retrograde

When the faintly sighing autumn skies Lament the steady flight of time I tilt my head upwards in a sunken …

Skin Dance

Behind the left ear Swallowed in the hollow of your foot Now hiding on the inside of your wrist, your …

The Gift-Giver

There is a notebook that is my World and also just a notebook.   The page Collapses when I turn …

Octopus

*Link to performance: https://bit.ly/2KtTZZ1 (poem starts at 3:02)   The octopus is arguably the coolest organism. And when I say arguably, I …