Category: Poetry

Snow Boots

“On my shelf above
They sit like something unearthed
From History”

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On My Way to You

“Are you there yet? Hello, dear. I’m on / my way, lost myself at the intersection /
between the bottomless sea and the swan / that wanders between the traffic lanes.”

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Puppy Videos

I’m all about puppies during finals because I never feel like less of human than when I have written the phrase “sociopolitical framework” and wondered whether what I meant was actually “geopolitical,”

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Lemonade // Drain

“Neither you nor your soul is waiting for me at   the end of this,” — Nick Flynn, “Cathedral of Salt”   All I ever wanted was a kitchen and you standing in the tile-white light. Me, on the floor, … Read More

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More Poems

A Fishmas Miracle We left our Fish to Die this break, unaware in their tank they were walking the plank As we sunbathed on the beach eating steak. A three-week sentence in a dusty, dark room, no people to feed … Read More

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Hypochondriac

“my fingernails scratch at you under /
my hide, like hives or a rash or some /
other disease.”

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ON WAR AND WRITTEN LANGUAGE

“the human can only know themselves to be human /
because we condemn the three dimensions /
of our thoughts”

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Theresa

Woman, I love you.

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Soracte Ode

“And do not spurn
sweet love, my boy, or the dancefloor
while senior woes don’t cloud your sunny day.”

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fingers wrist and neck

So he was not a god; so you slept tightly and still sweet; so all the ribbons came unfastened from your wall, descending to the rug like serpents freed;

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A Trilogy of Poems About English Mountain, Tennessee

“The cemetery pointed the old Dutch pharaohs / Toward their heaven.”

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Erysipelas

A poem for your brambled mind.

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