The night should never be feared. It’s been a faithful kind of friend who’s been misread, oversees our bodies’ healing in our sleep,...

Animals are innately atheist—or so I’ve always thought. Until you said the Easter Bunny came, the drop of chocolate eggs amid the hops. I...

I lament I’ll be forgotten once I’m gone. Failing to be the poet I had hoped. There are worse things in the world than not remembered....

I’ll put up with it once a year, tie the wormy laces of my Converse, not to look respectable but to ensure I will not trip around the...

The dog won’t let me type this tangled poem. She’s doing what any other dog would be doing at this instance:   whining, yelping, walking...

The novel I’ve just read was printed upside- down. You say I’m a buffoon, one too daft to know it was simply held amiss,   by one hundred...

and rejected every Rembrandt, surrealist Salvador,   even Warhol’s tomato soup; had no stomach for van Gogh’s ear, Pollock a breaded...

You grumble that it’s humid. You’re drooping from the flashes of the night & nothing else. I’ve felt the melt of foundries, the rooftop...

I’ve always overblown my heart’s confessions, what I’d do  for you,   screaming from the mountains every minstrel boasts they’d climb,...

You lost it in the bathtub. Too close to the swirling suck of drain. Water’s little magnet to the sewer.   A circle is devoid of birth &...

My love is not a flower, it’s a weed. Line of schmaltz aside, a bloom is an affront to what I hold. Its vivid scent & colour fall away...

I know you are empathic. No gradient on your scale of grace & pity. All of us are brown on the colour wheel. It’s only a case of shade...

I’m so honoured to announce my very latest publication. In the journal, High Prestige. Among so many gifted poets—I’m un- worthy to...

Don’t write when you imbibe, they said. Love in a billion tongues. But only when you’re sober. We won't make it to the ‘30s. Depression’s...

We don’t need the athletes to survive. Their million-dollar payouts just to dunk a rubber ball. And the actors? Please. We shouldn’t give...

For the price of a cup of coffee you can … no, I need that supposedly expendable cup. Do not belittle its worth to my morning drill.   I...

The woods across the road had begun to bud then stopped. Yes-yes, another bloody verse about the leaves which are to waken. But this time...

What is the glint that’s peeking from your pocket, your feet along the bank? Is it the transpicuous green of glass, or from a stone too...

There’s a single footprint in the freshly laid cement across the street. It’s in the very centre of the 12’ x 12’ now hardened concrete...

The light switch in the bathroom is somewhat tilted, off-kilter with every purple square of tile, the baseboard that’s the footer to...