To be honest, I’m not clear on angst: Breadcrumbs under one’s existential skin? Psychological unrest of teenagers quarter-life-crisis-ers mid-life guys who grow their hair?   What, exactly, is angst, beyond asking questions in a petulant tone?   But I am clear on this: The “tone”…

Found poetry: from Herman Melville’s Moby Dick A damp, drizzly Noveember there, in streets washed by waves do you see? Thousands of mortal men striving in lathe and plaster.   how little thought driving me stepping then with a flourish, the ship now belted by coral…

I couldn’t swallow you whole, despite my mighty incisors. You are such a fiery thing of music… Hand a poet a box of happiness and they’ll write in crackers Shove them a pin head of heartbreak… And the libraries are on fire, but that’s okay,…

He was there For almost forty years Always heard but never seen. Some might argue it was The other way around. He never brought balance Or even much humor. Yet we loved him still. And now here he lies. Always gone but never forgotten.

So starts the day of drinking beers And the melting of all of my fears Where will my bravery take me? Of which inhibitions will the suds shake me? At the moment it feels like I’ll be fine And maybe I’ll have a glass of…

My heart carries yours Wherever I go And you are with me In my prayers, In my thoughts. It is how I keep you Near.   Eve Remillard 8/13/2016

The same rhythm is played from everybody to everybody. Echoing an end for an early starter. Demanding a wise man from that of a child. And then, continuing the trademark tradition, even though one had promised long ago to raise a dispute over the ordeal, and…

Place ur hands over my head Heal my mind Close ur hands over my face Make my beauty shine Cover my heart with ur healing hands Take my pain away Heal me Feel me under my skin The power to heal The love can do…

Wrinkle between the azure orbs is filled with sweat beads. Underarms are soaked in deluge of fluid. Feet slide forward with heavy glide that hides the anxiety. Suddenly the torch disappears and all is inky blackness. The wavy tresses bounce as the teenage head pops…

The eggs were dry yesterday, and, each day after I bought them. It’s true the refrigerator leaked, but I covered them in plastic wrap and moved them to the front, where the leak was minimal. My girlfriend is coming tonight, and yes, it is to…