Category Archives: Poetry

I’m walking Wednesday morning to the train with thoughts about religion in my head, distracting me from periodontal pain by contemplating what I’ve lately read, and disapproving more the more I’ve learned of organized religion. As a Jew I’ve kept … Continue reading →

While horses are abundant in the West, nobody here has seen a unicorn. And though some Salem women once confessed to witchery, our homeland is forlorn of wizards, warlocks, covens in the night, or fairies, fauns and satyrs in the … Continue reading →

Tomatoes and potatoes and cocaine, dark chocolate, avocado, coffee, corn, transplanted marijuana: feed my brain and fuel my body. Flora I was born to love, the manna of my continent – celebrate with me the gifts of earth unfurled, new … Continue reading →

I guess some days are bound to be like this. Annoyed about the number on the scale, I cast about for fuel and then the kiss I give my boy goodbye is silver pale against the heat I nurture in … Continue reading →

Shall I describe the things I can’t control? The feelings of another (or my own), the politics of anywhere, the roll of clouds against the sky, my shattered phone. I cannot make the planets move apart or change one angry … Continue reading →

When I was young my parents entertained their neighbor friends, and then it boggled me how women kitchen-stuck and clucked, exchanged three illness stories and a recipe, while men around the fireplace converged, discussing politics and business goals. From that … Continue reading →

My vision isn’t sharp enough to read the white-on-orange letters overhead, but I can’t fail to notice them – I need to take in my surroundings. Walking dead are all around me – eyes upon their phones, ambulation automatic, blind … Continue reading →

The ball appears suspended in the sky. I tossed it up and it will fall to ground but first it has to hang a moment, high and parabolic till it turns around and speeds its way to smack my busy … Continue reading →