There’s some beauty beneath the troves of pillows. A sweet ocean of cotton, marred by mass. As we rearrange furniture as young people do. Interior decorating the best we can together. I fancy such a tidy woman as yourself obviously. It is about accommodation and…

just write whatever comes out any words that choose to gather and find themselves on the page that rhyme or irritate that sound pretty or crass that look good in between the lines just write. write for 5 minutes or 10 if you’d like about…

I was told by the fire mage, Maniac messiah that I’m Some internal arsonist A relief to know that when the darkness surrounds me, I Have accelerant I have a match and gasoline… This Is poetry Even in cobalt blackness, I can write light  …

Plucking white hairs out of my already sparse eyebrows Thank goodness for eyebrow pencil and shadow; Eyelashes so pale Look like a sheet of paper; Out of concealer; Scraping lipstick out with a brush; Layer on Foundation; Paint by numbers on my lids: Nude palette…

When I learn other languages it takes time for the words to rise along my throat and tongue the way I want them to, lined up like children in a museum holding hands, or like dogs along an obstacle course jumping, leaping, point A-to-B-ing for…

HOUR NINE POEM # 9 24 HOUR POEM MARATHON TWO JIVE TURKEYS Two jive turkeys, Herky and Jerky. Wanted some smack, They had the jack! No smack lit up a weed, You need some feed. Man you are square, I am, at least I care….

When Irma Juanta was about 4 or 5, Or was it 3 or 4? What year was that again? The year that she was born? Oh yeah, that’s right, borrow the 1, Replace the 3, then subtract 9… …which brings us to the age of……

She’s a pyre of prettiness; burned by her own excess. Suppression-caused combustion colours her cheeks. He is quiet quality; a solid sort of human, who dresses his sadness like death and hides happiness in plain view.

We walk a line. Sometimes it feels like a straight line. Sometimes it feels like we’re walking in circles. Retracing steps, going backwards, searching for the right signs, we walk a line. We take it slow, we try to run, but there is no jumping…

Time has come to make dinner pots rolling, the flames growling Water boiling meat prepped time to get the dinner going Words need to flow before the hour go need to settle in to get in the groove to get the 10th hour going Children…