Our Lives, Asynchronous I sleep with an iPhone clutched in my hand, soft buzzes stirring me in the dark hours. We communicate in blips and flashes: e-mails sailed from nameless cities, text messages slipped out in quiet moments between meetings.... Continue Reading →
Lover’s Apprehension I want to say I love you but I do not ++++++trust myself knowing that ++++++love is crafted ++++++in the mind ++++++― and minds ++++++are not like oceans but like sinks ++++++that drain ++++++when the ++++++plug ++++++is ++++++pulled.... Continue Reading →
Operator I want more from life than prancing, puffy years, alligator smiles and hypnotic dreams, killing a phrase for Wednesday's garbage run. I want to scrape life, deeper than words can lie. They aren't required to listen, those expatriate brides... Continue Reading →
Independence Day We were both in the dream, talking about words forbidden to state workers. "What if someone called their child 'dear?'" You answer, "They might think that they are a hoofed animal?" This is the way we are. Cracking... Continue Reading →
A Distant Relationship waiting for an available socket waiting for a secure connection waiting Our eyes hold fused together over white china plates filled with noodles while the waitress grinds black pepper flakes onto each steaming inch. I slip my... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 