I’m not a jogger.I’m a sitter.Color me stationary.On a bench,watching a low cloudentangle itself in skyscrapers. The...
Poetry
The man who kicksdown the sidewalkon his razor scooteris too big for itby maybe a half foot,but...
Cast not upon them thorn and fire;Rather, send them thoughts of scorn and ire.For, as ogres, vampires,...
“He’s been there three days now,” said the woman at my elbow.The tiny black-striped duckling is sprawled...
The little rover wheels across the surface of the Mooncomposing poetry to itself as it catalogs core...
Nan wanted me to give up everythingand follow her, like Jesus with the apostles,“and you will be...
When the first humans walked the Earth, bovines held a milky sway. It wasn’t long before they...
We have had plenty of warning about the bombs, we know they’re comingwe’ve made our peace with...
When he reaches for me, in the dark, I pretendmy body has turned into flower-speckled peatcovered in...
You’re digging off in the corner of your yard where you think tomato plants might grow, where...
