Sitting on an easy chair in the space between boredom and sleepiness, I watch, wineglass in hand, as passersby hurry along the pavement.   They walk, past the oak which sits by the roadside where a nail juts out, imperceptible, hungry for a cloth or…

I gorilla’d and he orangutan’d into the toy aisle we were seeking transformers figures to gawk at and place on the shelf The orangutan loved them and he set them around the tv with their guns facing us and killing us forever There was a…

My satchel filled to the brim With hardbacks heavy and stories joyful and grim   The field of sunflowers yellow And in the distance, a weeping willow

Patriarchy   He planted Sunflower seeds in the space behind the courtyard.   I’m busy watering the vegetable starts, keeping my satchel of small garden tools close at hand.   We finally got the deck repainted. Now – after our historically wet Spring, we sit…

I sit and look out my window but the veins of the tree catch my eye. The wine glass and cheddar cheese plate stay untouched by my lack of desire. I sit in the hardback chair and look out my window, see the sky of…

when I grow up when I grow up I want to be god I want to kill Satan And all the satanic people Who terrorise good people Especially children I will champion children’s rights Will make sure all children Are well feed; balanced diet Well…

A quiver full of arrows, she shot me through the heart, now I’m in love, caught up in the moment, and I don’t know where to start.

Mars in Leo   You come on like a forest fire, but I am half-asleep.   Ten years younger, you still stoke the furnace every day.   I am content to sleep in and shuffle to the kitchen for coffee.   What will become of…

    Pretend   Sunflowers sit in a vase starting to wilt just enough to lose their vibrancy.   A people sit in basements far from secure, not meant to be a living place in what for some of them will be their last days….

Homecoming An oak a century older than my home peered sternly over the rooftop at me as my steps meandered up the front pavement, past the last sunflower not stolen by squirrels in my dooryard garden. I stepped through the front door and hung my…