Dance to Darkness

I notice her here this evening, watch her closely, intentlylistening to a fly buzz and bump up against the screen. … More

Not Some Poem

He tired of writing poems aboutmorning, old age, and birds,telling buds, planets, fate, and war,how everyone knows meadows and hate … More

I think about how I heard you rant at death for so long,then near the end ask for it to … More

I really can’t remember a greatest fear growing up. Maybegoing to the dentist. That all changed with the movie Jaws. I used … More

Passing, I looked inside, saw that family, remembered,their stony group staring at those white china plates,no one speaking a word, … More

I often hear it pierce through everythingthat bouncing glitter of your voiceagainst the pane of slumping glasssee the black clouds … More

So they don’t look like ones, you taught me, thatwill bring us back to all the music in Madison held … More

i.My poor dance of memory means I can’t quite reconfigure you,a fool’s waltz round to think today, remembering how we … More

i.You grow a green world, have a green thumb, I see,and I gladly enter into your loamy scented Eden,hung with … More

I can still picture the pair of fuzzy dice swingingfrom my little orange Karmann Ghia’s rearview mirror.I never knew whether to … More

i.I don’t know if it was the auburn hair with golden highlights,or the bright red lipstick smile, the dashing scarf … More

I can hardly say I lived by a frozen lake, on cigarettes and beer,my diet at night, when I’d hear … More