Poetry
Night Music
for Neil deGrasse Tyson I’ve composed another opera where the stars sing and I accompany on original ivory, all the while I’ve felt the rats’ hunger having finally eaten through the floorboards. Somewhere newscasters choral . . .we’ve lost another … Continue reading
On the Way Out of the Sanctuary We Pause
On the way out of the sanctuary we pause for the uncomfortable handshake with the preacher, who says she has googled my husband and me and how she loves poets. I look at my toes, hidden nicely away, don’t tell … Continue reading
I Came Here the Usual Way
Like everybody else who stumbles in the flea market directionless of fuzzy focus many bristle heads full of static I was also blown here by a lukewarm wind. And sometimes I will fall into a spell my reflection in … Continue reading
Among the Broken Souvenirs of Earth
Labyrinth littered with abandoned cups, no longer does a ring long hold a set and even if it were to catch the sun the light would be too sharp in flashy glass of diamonds that may not really be. … Continue reading
To Be Absolute Requires Us Also to Be Complete
The church takes in all who Agree that it is a church. The priest blesses all who Admit to sin and claim to repent. The wine is a metaphor, as is The word, which is also a trick, A … Continue reading