After “The Five Stages of Grief” by Linda Pastan It’s easy, like learning to climb the stairs after the amputation. Five stages of...

I haven’t been able to masturbate My kids sleep with me in the tent There’s no room that’s mine with a door Even when the kids are out...

I open a library book of poems, a mix of earthy and intellectual I’d say, if forced to label the flavor after a few pages. And there she...

Mountain Lion Trail  It was quiet that morning in the woods – gravel crunching, light casting  hand puppet shadows on the ground through...

Perception “You need to give me some warning next time so I don’t laugh,” I say as we exit the elevator, but you tell me I’ll catch on...

A Black Dog Sits and Waits Just to wake up on a Saturday morning and have all the answers, that would be good. This is all there is. I...

The Very Hungry Caterpillar Imagine if March was a summer month whose beard said jadedly, you’re too young to be jaded, and the world...

I wear a hat. I play golf. (Sermon from The Donald)   Let golf be elitist. Be expensive, take the land. Let people work hard and aspire...

messy, always messy void of time - memories made spent instead mouth fixed to the neck of a bottle and sleep but still dreams full of...

People have no problem being cruel. Find a dying rattlesnake  On the side of the road in the Angeles National Forest? Google if you can...

Asterisk Mouths swill with passions no mouths could slake, maladies shifting, new madness waits, shiversome tryst above sacred bough* *...

Turpentine   I am stealing a pine tree:   Blimp as my getaway vehicle:    In this velocity of recklessness, lighting matches in the ether...

Lioness   How I would be fibbing if i claimed misery hadn’t ever been faked in a keenness for contempt, that i haven’t snaked past a...

Full of Flame A heart A mind My beloved’s name Train your brain To count the steps To sense terrain If a cobra strikes It wins the game...

Red said yesterday he wanted to get down and do some real talk. I said okay but I was nervous as hell. “Let me ask you,” he went. “Are...

A little bear crawls across the road, straightens itself on small hind legs. From a distance, huddled as one, we watch in parkas that hug...

Here I Am without warning. Without a coat.  I risk getting taken to task over  meaning. This makes me feel nervous. Porous like a...

Broadcasting from the End of the World   ​​​​​​1. “America loves to repeat its mistakes — one half the world drowns while the...

Here Comes That Season  The stones heat up for a brief period. Their cold heart, beginning to add another layer made of leaves, surface...

Aural Sex Your voice, wraps around me like strong arms holding me tight. My whole body opens to catch each thought as they fall from your...