Let’s make love suddenly with all the lights on and everyone home Cross-legged, sprigged thick like a leaf skirting the horned edges of that cracked flower pot in the garden where everyone else is brunching on Prosecco with tongues ready for deep gossip while they work the runny eggs off their chins slo mo sizzle [...]
Tag: poetry
Bull & Butterfly
some mornings i wake up like a butterfly and wait for miraculous things to happen, i ask god to give me the wings i need to break into the day, to breathe in the world sharply, to feel hope in my lungs and genius in my bones, and magic in the toppy-tips of my fingers, [...]
Banshee
it’s that time of day the air vibes like a kicked over can saggy tits and a plastic martini a man approaches on 5th and Chestnut, dreaming like he’s walking, going on about how all the most beautiful things begin with the simplest of phrases a punch of adrenaline, a shot behind the eyelids, a [...]
Matchstick
last night between two dreams i had a little chat with god who was also getting a glass of water and asked him why he makes some of us uncool on purpose why couldn’t i be dope like Ezra Pound or a fly cat like Kerouac or better yet a love poet on Pinterest with [...]
Patchwork
I don’t contemplate trees or the latticework of a banana peel like a tulip lined fence under the bark of a dogwood preparing to burst its flowering buds in the wake of a blue bird’s wing I don’t like structure or formalism or heavy expostulations or connect-the-dots 1-2-3 like academics and paper hangers do abab [...]
Lo Air
And the day was a man With a beard for a bird feeder A caved-in spine and a forest for a mouth And the night was a wave, broken and blue, A somersault between my knees Lo air, lips, and two half-parted fingers A roomful of glass beetles, like three dozen departed souls Winging their [...]
Church & Funk
What I wanted to write Was a song Red lady, two hands, Stringy like tobacco Ribs licked hot to the bone Cool, teacher, cool Boss lady Sturdy bitch Deaf like a beat up drum But I ended up with a trip A ride, at a crossroads With a washed out basin and a high wire [...]
