various placements They say there's no real excuse for philandering, but a truism persists that after three years a man must spread his seed, leave his weaned offspring to toddle after their tired mother - it is nature, expected, metronomic... Continue Reading →
When Summer Left I remember being rocked to sleep on my grandmother’s lap, her apron stained with flour and berries, the brush of her hand on my bare feet in summer, lemonade in a turquoise pitcher. Her world—my world, wolves... Continue Reading →
North of Tombstone, 3 am Shadows and silhouettes, backed by a waning moon, Slide past like California’s fading promises, Distant and confusing. Off to the south, somewhere over the sand and arroyos and cacti Is Old Mexico. A few miles,... Continue Reading →
Slightly Ambivalent Homage to the '60's Crucible in which we burned, smelted like alchemical alembic, stinking as we purified. What strange mutations we became, hoping this was metamorphosis, not metastasis! Each saw a shining kingdom, and each conspired to get... Continue Reading →
Like Alice I’m too big. I’m too small. I can’t I fit in, fit into this, rabbit hole world, any more than I did the other, the above ground world. Both can’t be wrong, can they? It must be me... Continue Reading →
Facebook Findings Press and like the number five. Jane the virgin on Twitter This spoon takes away the effects of the shakes When you get fresh sheets and you just shaved your legs. This dude spent eight years growing a... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 