Stanza-one, timer on Run along pen My mind the ticking bomb What clock wears it out then Powerhouse of my own workhorse Catatonia is its pet alarm Warns of mortal danger or bad harm Math of clocks and my mental horns Battle each other in high…

Darkness pushes through, Meets the eastern sunrise and Greets the summer day Serpentine river Races with snaky road to Kiss the edge of town Getting colder now River meanders and stops To take an ice nap White on white landscapes Infertile fallow trees crack Under…

I am a human being so I err or I err so I am a human being Simplicity makes no sense yet complexity pleases to all. I love because I can’t live alone Selfish as you may call or I like loving people around me Simplicity…

Nostalgia Cruising Grand Avenue “Don’t Stop Believing” blared through crackling speakers We were the cool kids Before the pressure of society on adolescence was posted for all to see and shame was a private thing felt in bedrooms kept under covers In middle age where…

tell me who you’ve forgiven and who not and why one got it and the other didn’t.   or who hasn’t forgiven you and whether or not you can forgive they’re not forgiving you.   how many times have you molted, shed a skin and…

What a shock. I was feeling pretty cute Until I tried on last year’s bathing suit So painful. Where can I go hide? “I’m feeling sick,” I said. (I lied.)

Its hard being vulnerable No one wants to give the world too much unless its pretend only then would you have nothing to lose   I loved him and that love never seemed to go away it was just scarred a hard love thick and…

  Sics his brute dog, Sly Boots does, and he smiles when all the children scream and run about. Mails the bill, Sly Boots does, and he grins when he gets both the goods and money back. Sly Boots, the killer, spreads his webs and…

It starts with an factual voice saying to remain still no matter what. Ignore the messaging of the sounds. You will travel far. Fog horns starts the journey and I imagine a pleasant boat trip on a clear and warm day when suddenly everything goes…

The lemons in the still life were beckoning me, so shiny, so sour and full of a certain je ne sais quoi. The limes were meh, so-so.   The lemons felt justified I think. I’m not sure why. Perhaps they felt stronger than the limes,…