another pink flower day, late afternoon sun slat intothe blinds, weekend of surreality, can't get back my stateof grace -- another kind of bride, anotherkind of waiting. the supplements and gelatin cost toomuch, he has a headache and doesn't wantit, I need a kidney ultrasound before thingscan be knit together. stagnant eternal present until --… Continue reading poem: headcold
Category: poetry
5: poem: heat peach fable
5: “sunburn”30 days/poetry deep seeded-downward parts, the rhythm cut on your tonguelike a pit. white-draped girls on porches and the boys, thin smokestacksgoing up, standing on their bikes and racing past: gnats rushedover in a gully of time, getting up again, five or seven yearslater and being too tall to stand: the girls blush, secretenothing-fluids,… Continue reading 5: poem: heat peach fable
4: poem: ingénue circa 73
4: "hallucinations"30 days/poetry the flash is out — leather coat draped over cocainechair and she is sideways, I imagine Big Grand ThingsHappening — the highway outside is hand-rolled and loud, grit in the sky keeps the fear Close & nice, slang music rolledout the radio, teenage summer was three going on four summersago licking areolas… Continue reading 4: poem: ingénue circa 73
poem: summer in the turn
rot-hot, cunt-turned girl in black leather -- learnJapanese! (it's the chorus), turned heel into stage and shudderingout again, a million men/girls jumping to her -- chorus: learnto speak, learn to sing, tear my heart, eat me up, comealive, cometrails in sky -- head thrown back, hair long andshot up with light, shotgun shells of scatteredlight… Continue reading poem: summer in the turn
poem: Mary Bennet
Maid of Honor, bent daisy-white over the table, herbest dress, fingers like tapeworm -- light and strangled on his arms, dying on his lapel; he took her to foam-swept edge, champagne toast. shekept on sidelines, skirting the women and their loudness, shewas attached hip-and-hearth to piano; they had brought someone in and wouldn't let her… Continue reading poem: Mary Bennet
3: poem: Anthony
3: "set up for failure"30 days/poetry Anthony is wanting to do better — this time, he'll writethe novel, take apart his hand and sell it, two-pace; but who can function as muse, eternally pregnate the idea andwatch it birth — bear with me here, it's some threadim getting from the Romantics. Anthony explains it, long… Continue reading 3: poem: Anthony
2: poem: poor endings
2: “trust issues” 30 days/poetry keep small and heated, swole heart, bursted to death at the wrong points — wrung out, steppe fire / smart against his face, in the wrong ways all the men I take are conversions / thin attempts at creating an audience, they ask over imaginary-breakfast, and you must be in… Continue reading 2: poem: poor endings
1: poem: catching up
I have never been successful with completing a "thirty day writing challenge," (attempted before on this blog in 2021 and 2023), but even if left uncompleted, the challenges — and the several subpar poems they produce as I get back into writing, again — are successful enough in resetting things that I usually do end… Continue reading 1: poem: catching up
poem: in a moment of desperation i searched poetry MFA california
Here I am in pogom – trapped trappedBlood deer in the face, looking askance, how many timesWill be stuck and need to reinvent myself – to changeAnd hasten story – burnt-earth desert town and the problemPeople lick me in; nothing to read — no face in the granary Earth possible – no child and no foragedCredentials;… Continue reading poem: in a moment of desperation i searched poetry MFA california
poem: the woman with no face
I cannot find the center of LA I attend the outskirtswith my husband we find -- local places that are chains but atleast local to California we deny the normal places we cannot findthe tourist spots to go -- then again I have never lookedfor them, or even at a list. one day in the… Continue reading poem: the woman with no face
the last pavilion 