Category Archives: poetry
I think that this is the time of year to be sad. The thin light, the frail dustings of snow. Everyone is sick with something, love or death, a lack of magic; it shows up everywhere on the body: gathering … Continue reading
My tequila lover, I first saw you through the earthquake shakes of the heart rumbling music that night. I thought it was my own thirsty heart doing the work, but I thought wrong, I saw you and I saw you … Continue reading
Every day, every moment, without knowing it, You dream the dream of the living. You yearn to piece yourself together, To turn halves and quarters and eighths into wholes, To fit the myriad parts of yourself one to Another, like … Continue reading
I always wished that I had compact hips Instead of my Sprawling, basket-like own. The triangle that forms between My belly’s button and the two Rounded handles of each Hip bone is lazy, relaxed, like reclining On a bed with … Continue reading
Sometimes I see my life as a river, flowing wide and fast Toward an endless drop. The water rushes fastest just before the fall, Gathering speed, quickening and Bracing for that Wink of a moment When the world will shift on its axis, When horizontal will become vertical. After the … Continue reading
In another life, I might have been a gypsy, Dancing around the fire with hands like moth’s wings, Fluttering closer and closer to the flame. In a different life, I was a pigeon with one foot, Hobbling, hated, along … Continue reading
This is a Bad sign. There’s no Getting past It, the rest will All fall quick, Like dominos, One after the Next like a Waterfall’s Cascading Spray, only Domino and Domino til There are No more Left to Turn.