Category Archives: Poetry
Saturday, Austin
Two glasses of chianti last night lead to a headache today. At the trendy hotel a half dozen self-consciously hip patrons eat granola and yogurt by the pool. Five blocks down Congress a crotch-to-knee wet spot on a man’s ill-fitting
Saturday, Austin
Two glasses of chianti last night lead to a headache today. At the trendy hotel a half dozen self-consciously hip patrons eat granola and yogurt by the pool. Five blocks down Congress a crotch-to-knee wet spot on a man’s ill-fitting
Between Cancer and the Equator
The hotel’s pink stucco façade – faded from age and sun and inattention – guards the narrow street. Four Americans crawl from a blue Ford pushing their way through air glutinous from just-ended rain. Crossing the desolate lobby to a
Between Cancer and the Equator
The hotel’s pink stucco façade – faded from age and sun and inattention – guards the narrow street. Four Americans crawl from a blue Ford pushing their way through air glutinous from just-ended rain. Crossing the desolate lobby to a
What you gave me
Slices of your world given to me – careful, simple gifts. Coffee is on sale this week I am a light sleeper Today would have been my mother’s birthday With what might be grace I accept, trusting that each offering
What you gave me
Slices of your world given to me – careful, simple gifts. Coffee is on sale this week I am a light sleeper Today would have been my mother’s birthday With what might be grace I accept, trusting that each offering
A Tom Robbins Novel Kind of Obsession
She wished the dream could be a fact: that the spoon held temptingly to her lips would not disappear the moment she woke. She wanted the cool raspberry sweetness on her tongue and the craziness of mating dissimilar entities. Her
A Tom Robbins Novel Kind of Obsession
She wished the dream could be a fact: that the spoon held temptingly to her lips would not disappear the moment she woke. She wanted the cool raspberry sweetness on her tongue and the craziness of mating dissimilar entities. Her
force of habit
my body weight too close to the edge pops sheets off the mattress every night twined in dreams of struggle i wake tangled in percale knots memories shove me to the far side of the bed your cold-rolled steel voice
force of habit
my body weight too close to the edge pops sheets off the mattress every night twined in dreams of struggle i wake tangled in percale knots memories shove me to the far side of the bed your cold-rolled steel voice
An event, inexplicable
Freeze that moment: look back at what has led you to this day of destiny, of purpose. Cast in today’s glow of new beginnings what could have been random can be understood differently – as part of a larger plan
An event, inexplicable
Freeze that moment: look back at what has led you to this day of destiny, of purpose. Cast in today’s glow of new beginnings what could have been random can be understood differently – as part of a larger plan
