Affair on Eighth Avenue

I sing a fall chill wind exploring the corners here, on the downside of town,the sun unable to peer into … More

Retirement

It’s possible I may live longer than my parents did.Desperation for more time should affect me with less intensitymaybe, given … More

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

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

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

Eventually we may all sort of maybe guess at whatour reviews were, what they might have said about usover the … More

Walking backward now I watch myself, my face reversedin the mirrored glass. I open it and turn the clock handsback to … More

I think there was air, but I had trouble finding it,between talking with you and passing out, I madeshort exploratory … More

I see when I have finally walked almost to the endof this said old oak forest, and I am going, … More

I’m no spring chicken, as my dad used to say.What if this is what life will be like until the … More

I picked up the phone and pretended to haveconversations with you, imitating my parentsthe way kids do. But you never seemed … More

the bulb flickers dark to light to dark to light like a strobing spotlight making everything go slow-motion it’s … More

A big shout out to all those with shuttered dreamswho were in the plays, maybe breaking records,I mean broke, broke … More

I can taste the salt on my lips I lick with my tongueconstantly my lips chapping and peeling a littlefor … More