Slo Mo

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 [...]

Blink.

I continue to be surprised by the writings of Abraham Maslow. No more, perhaps, than by the depth of his interest in the intricacies of human sexuality. (Who knew?) In masculinity and femininity and their relationships to human motivation, creativity, growth, and self-knowledge. It was, in fact, from a brief analysis of male-female courtship or [...]

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 [...]

When You Need to Be Pampered…

After publishing Fishtail, I entertained the possibility that my journey into the feminine dimensions of my consciousness had, for all practical purposes, ended. That my experiment in locating the essence of my femininity would culminate there, in a series of self-identified states, desires, and creative urges. In a love of process. Blocked from further progress [...]