
2009
Lunchtime, a distant chime.Number 5 when sorted by height.I had no passport. Porco Rosso saidHe’d rather be a pig than …
Lunchtime, a distant chime.Number 5 when sorted by height.I had no passport. Porco Rosso saidHe’d rather be a pig than …
Home is no innocent pastime. A snuff-stuffed brain chokes on its own swollen gums: nothing about this is healthy except …
limbs go pale, & face flushes so hollow he takes one look and asks if I’d been crying no, I …
There is an anthem here. Sung in the circular patterns of parties, part praise part performance, parked illegally to the …
For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too. —Virginia Woolf I had grown used to …
“don’t you know, I’m burning up inside!” says the man in the video and the video soon slips my mind …
Ginkgo leaves seem adequate; they nibble at your toes in the autumn, next to those stinky pellets I used to …
I’m learning that the sun doesn’t rise. It doesn’t really care. We just happen to be in its light sometimes; …
It seemed a more definite way out. The clarity of disaster is more satisfying Than rambling goodness, and all that …
The following is a series of 21 short poems that I wrote for Inktober, writing according to the daily prompt …
When the faintly sighing autumn skies Lament the steady flight of time I tilt my head upwards in a sunken …
Behind the left ear Swallowed in the hollow of your foot Now hiding on the inside of your wrist, your …
There is a notebook that is my World and also just a notebook. The page Collapses when I turn …
(*This is part of a series of poems I wrote about quantum physics concepts.) It is difficult to imagine …
(*This is part of a series of poems I wrote about quantum physics concepts.) Ancient men invented stories to …
(*This is part of a series of poems I wrote about quantum physics concepts.) Another mundane day, you may …
(*This is the first in a series of poems I am working on about quantum physics.) When we break …
I have fallen in love with softness (have I done the right thing?) With the pull of the evening’s low …
She drives her Prius backwards. That way, she can live in the wrong half of her timeline Forever, In the …
In Korea, they call overweight girls unscratched lottery tickets. Because who knows— They might turn out pretty. Apparently, flesh …