(September 7, 2017)
Simple, isn't it. To run and hide from master's voice. A little hole where It's hard to fit. It seems a long way off For a man to really be...
(August 31, 2017)
Wild, curly haired kids still chase candy-colored rocks Across old sea floors, dotted with dandelions, And the long yawn of summer gone stale, All gathered up, into that rusty pail....
(August 17, 2017)
Evening falling and cicadas So loud you could still hear them Above the air conditioners First fireflies signal night To kids on bikes racing sundown home With spokes snapping...
(August 3, 2017)
Fog languidly cloaks this seaside town spreading over rooftop and door stoop creeping into the cracks of my soul slowly breaking brick apart with an imposing silence I have learned...
(July 27, 2017)
You're not from here; you're poor You homeless, turbaned Sikh You refuse of Syria, you masses of Sinaloa's shore You're tempest-tossed; you're not their best; you're meek Take heed, beware...
(July 20, 2017)
Another gray morning Treetops shake Vultures rise, Circling endlessly Riding trade winds Higher than a kite! R Bloomin Orchard Bristles with fruit Blessed by rains Held far too long In...
(July 13, 2017)
Leggings below long skirts against the chill of the fog — stiff coastal breeze keeping kayakers in sea spray, down jackets, bonfires at campsites Not like the summers I knew...
(July 6, 2017)
Pillar of glutenism! Carbohydrate community center! Sugar sanctuary! Pass gas and pledge allegiance to cheap food. There could be a sign above the counter — "Bread Is Life" — blinking...
(June 22, 2017)
Isn't it interesting that lately Out of the corner of my mind I sometimes glimpse Our grey cat of thirty no forty No fifty years ago When I start to...
(June 15, 2017)
Over and over Again Colliding colliding with reality with desires, with ires Colliding with demands with dreams, with needs Colliding with rages and appeases With limits ...
(June 8, 2017)
My Shakespeare has no spine — O, 'twas a brave old book, but too many times hefted, crack'd open, it tore away, nor is it back today. My Iliad has no face...
(May 25, 2017)
Poem escapes was one brilliant moment can't recollect art show just want to share was no show appointment oh Humboldt oh hum county went to vigil and wept trying to...
(May 18, 2017)
It was home, Until it wasn't. Moving vans Fast foods Tissues and fear Framing every day, Never stopping To talk about Who was there, And who wasn't....
(May 11, 2017)
Where are you, boy who never was? Draped dead in your father's arms. Shrouding dust blown by hellish winds Held settled only by your family's blood. Where are you going,...
