The flies of mid-autumn are fat and slow. Their buzzing is over an octave too low. They are the survivors: there is no limit to how large they can grow, but as long as they eat, they expand. They are anachronistic, like the last Civil War veterans in the mid-twentieth century or like the few […]
He was the Weatherman who came to my grade school when I was young. back when it was safe and I would look at the skies with hope. when the storms rolled in, Dave Dahl was on channel 5 all day long telling me when to take cover, and when to sound the “all clear.” […]
Your singing, sweet Orpheus, heats us. By the banks of the Hebrus, please meet us. If you spurn us, you cad, We’ll grow rowdy and mad Then we’ll chase you and tear you to pieces.
Sudden feelings like this I’ve never felt. You’ve taught me so much about love And how to fasten my seatbelt. So much about life is beyond my understanding But thanks to you I’ve learned what to do. In the event of an emergency landing In the unlikely event of a water landing, I […]
I am writing to you from the other side of the country. You like letters and failed sex, according to your poetry, if it is true. Do we always believe in our first books? I ask before I can even know that. I want your patience, your beard the sun over the mountains. Because I […]
All those eons spent worrying about demons and in the end it was tumbleweed that took us. Wave after wave of rootlessness blocking doors and piling up outside two-car garages, the future drifting from town to town, beyond saving. I stand at the kitchen sink, rinsing the latest brand of salvation with golden dust. You […]