One Step
Step back, even one step back would offer amendments for slips of the tongue or foot. The hour we …
Monthly Archives: January 2013
Window
It is easy to miss a spot when cleaning windows in the dark. I mean it’s nighttime for fuck’s sake. …
Burn
The flames don’t really know anything about convection, or kelvin, or thermodynamics. Flame is just a brute fact, like entropy …
“What, Me Worry?”
…What if your eyes spin in their sockets look deep into the frontal lobes to see yourself dangling by the …
Nature
I do not understand nature. Cannot match bird to song, leaf to tree, petal to flower; too much learned at …
A Poet’s Truth
As I made my run to the edge, preparing the leap that would prove my faith, I heard a poet, or …
Speeding Through The Rez
The sun beats down on tin roofs, a fist from God – the One who made the cactus flower and …
Saddled
A boy, hammered into steel. With an anvil for a mother, my father the sledge his rage a fire …
Not Lost
To think…what is lost? Her heart invents reason; reason, an art, being enough to call a wayward child home. …
Problem Solved
The neighbor is clearing his driveway of snow too deep to shovel. He uses a machine to blow it up …
Poetry on the run 