Category Archives: Poetry

I ambled in the park the other day, beneath the overcast and through the clumps of eucalyptus, picked a level way that dodged the poison oak and gnarly stumps and brought me when I paused before the tree. It was … Continue reading →

“What should I do?” the child asks again, and mother says amid her busyness, “Go hit your head against a wall” and then “Don’t bother me – this kitchen is a mess.” That’s how suburban childhood plays out among advantages … Continue reading →

I knit myself a sweater out of steel in knotty mesh of chain link irony. Entwining my protection had appeal, but that apparel had no room for me to stretch an arm or add a bit of length, and it … Continue reading →

We arrow like electrons, driving flux- impelled directly east across the state. Zigzagging past the pachydermal trucks, we slow our mood as we accelerate. We ratchet down like gears the attitude that in the city agitates our days, adopt the … Continue reading →

I argued with my dad for anarchy. I told him total freedom is my cause and said if we were all we’re meant to be, we wouldn’t need to fashion any laws. But he asserted lawmaking’s a proof that we … Continue reading →

“You need to talk more quietly,” misspoke her dad with elder mouth. He cupped her chin for emphasis and curled a gentle stroke, his index finger down her cheek. Within she understood at once, at last, he meant no hurt; … Continue reading →

If I continue living, I will fail by increments – I fear the hearing’s next. The years fling inflammation and assail the circulation and I’m undersexed already, bent to burp with gas attacks, reducing height and vigor every year, obtaining … Continue reading →

Asleep my fellows wander through a maze without a clue of strategy or thread. Somnambulating heavy are their days as dense as night, as if they’re walking dead who cannot even note what path they took. They live oblivious in … Continue reading →