One wish? I have one wish? Easy, I wish to be Emily Dickinson’s cabana boy.

Once Upon a Time in the American Midwest Black shadows, whitewashed walls, empty silos ripple under the ruins of the sun. …

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American Landscape In a mansion the woman with heart-shaped legs scales the long stairs her intention intact, only to fall …

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“I love the country but I can’t stand the scene.” Leonard Cohen

Oh take away this apathy! Such is the plight of the contemporary American citizen.

Another old poem with a fresh coat of paint… I see poachers testing the freshness of scat, carefully avoiding the …

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I am going to post some older poems I have been editing… My father worked and read. He drank and …

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Sometimes my heart is a child stomping his demands at the feet of a distracted nanny. Sometimes my heart is …

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  Is it a wonder when certain thoughts cross our minds, insert themselves into the spaces reserved for other things, …

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If I have to write another poem about the “world” just to prove I am not a narcissist I may …

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