We Live in this Universe
Over exposed lobster, I sat with my father in open Boston air when he gathered the language — in 1960 Attleboro, Massachusetts his uncle Mark got molested while […]
If Only San Francisco Had Hands
You say now’s the time to squeeze San Francisco out of our 40-year-old selves. If our future heartbeats pump inside a suburban address, will we still love each other […]
Tenderloin Bed
You reach your apartment lock, open darkness into your Hyde and Eddy apartment next to New Princess Market next to a brain encased inside a white-knuckle skull who sleeps within […]
You Left the Kansas Rectangle
three presidents ago yet you still have a 913 Kansas area code. On a ripe Saturday at the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market, you smile with an out-of-state mouth. […]
Cribbage
At my kitchen table in Boston, the rush of shuffling a 52-card deck sends me back to my grandparent’s home where I sat with Grandpa Charles at his maroon-stained […]
We Buried My Colorado Heart
on April 20th, 1999when garden soilheaped onto my organin a black tomb. At 11:29 a.m., I sought to fleeinto a library row’scompression of wordsfrom Dylan’s pump-action shotgun. Columbine is a […]
Voices
After I wrote a gentle villanelle, I dislodged my voice box, rested that weight next to the Remington typewriter I borrowed from Barry, my ex-brother-in-law. For the […]
Privileged Beauty
When a white popping sky buckles stars into constellations off a blacktop road, I ask my mind: how many can’t see redshift starlight as they breathe behind twenty-five-to-life metal […]
My Hairy Roommate
Over twelve lunar cycles, Scarlett’s hair got cyclically caught in the shower drain, a red knot I plucked out and added to the limbed body of my design. Am I […]
Blue Sky
When I slipped on a sidewalk, my skull split into a fissure. Blue Sky saw an opening, poured her body into my receptive head. So I went […]