The Pages in August

poetry
  The pages in August were pulpy, some as thick as my tongue, some folding over like tendrils, some spinning out of the orbits of their spines, some oozing a…

After the Overdose

poetry
  Horses glittered in the field Like knives A sudden drop In temperature everything Washed in ash The Yes unstuck Landscapes Picked clean Let’s go down To some train station…

Pitch

poetry
  In the heat I hobbled             on my phantom limb.             Bark where a pulse should have splintered.  …

Small God

poetry
  Small enough to crawl in through the pet door to my mind when I’m all locked, so small You nest a migraine in my pillow, gall my hallways like…

Cartoons in Red and Blue

poetry
  A boy is coloring a picture of his family, but he only has two crayons.   If he makes his father’s face blue, he must draw his eyes red.…

The Folded Paper Game

poetry
  Nights Daddy didn't come, our mother turned down the roast and set out crayons. My sister peeled the rind from a color called flesh. I chose periwinkle like his…

Incident Behind a Garbage Truck

poetry
  Returning home from work, I found myself following a garbage truck as it lumbered south through rush hour traffic, as it maneuvered its rusty armed or elbowed front loader,…

Searching for an eBook in the Spring

poetry
  1 I open Project Gutenberg dot com place the name of one Girish Karnad in the precarious window above left of page and wait for available dope for plays…

Les Amours à l’Encan

poetry
-After Auguste Glaize’s "Cherubim for Auction"   Do you remember doing that to the garden   Have you eaten+++++What was the last thing You swallowed++++++The tremendous pills Were they prescription…