Category: Poetry

Teeth

He’s quiet, sleeping almost, naked and thin on the bed. I could leave and he wouldn’t notice, mouth open to the dark gun of his throat, teeth apart.

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Two Truths and a Lie

“Truth number one: this is not a poem about you, I have never written a poem about you, I will never write a poem about you.”

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Our Fatal Flaws

“It was like my whole world filtered through a telescope when I knew you, all I needed was to look your way to think, yes, everything else is far and unimportant.”

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After a Certain Number of Leagues

“You’ve said I remind you of those deep water high stress fish: cakey eyes, headlights that make sense in pitch nothing but when taken to surface explode.”

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Dear Asia

“I want to tell you that you are magical. You are special. You are neat.”

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Milk cum laude

“10 o’clock peek-a-boo
12 o’clock Looney Tune”

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New Year’s Eve

“I wonder if the beginning
of dying is a little like the beginning
of a dream”

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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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California

An elegy.

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An Alcohol.edu Love Story

“Because the last time we parted ways
Was in the upstairs lobby of McCosh.”

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The Other Woman is left in the cold

“Never dipped one toe into water, but sipped juice on a hilltop.”

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Hi(gh) Zach

“Oh, how careful and considerate Zach thinks he is being, but it is too late for that now”

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