Friday, May 31, 2019

(at family dinners I played the role of Very Nice Houseplant)

On paper, the difference between speaking with someone versus speaking to someone is quite superficial. Insignificant, perhaps. “Why even bother analyzing this?” you might ask. In terms of semantics, however, the difference between those two is as significant as crossing a pond versus navigating an ocean. 

invisible 
my sweat  
in the Pacific 

*Published in Issue 1.5 of Human/Kind Journal

Thursday, May 30, 2019

not quite Mozart the staccato in our parting

*Published in tinywords issue 19.1 (5/30/19)

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

into June’s hymn I recast her death

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my other name the redwood hums a processional

*Published in the May 2019 edition of is/let

Sunday, May 26, 2019

bark
masquerading as velvet
blood ties

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rocket smoke
if the sun doesn’t
shake me first

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shift to Aeolian
a son picks up
his father’s cross

*Published by Weird Laburnum on 5/26/19

Saturday, May 25, 2019

lightning
what remains
unsaid

*Published in the May 2019 issue of Stardust Haiku

Thursday, May 2, 2019

Fingers Crossed

I see this meme over and over: Someone is behind the wheel (cue steely gaze of determination), and the text reads something to the extent of “deciding if I should go home or leave town.” Leave town? Really? That’s your big getaway plan? 

If I’m gonna blow this popsicle stand, I’m not just gonna leave this town, state or country. I’m gonna truck it out of this planet, this solar system, this galaxy, this universe, and hitch a ride on a parallel dimension’s Big Bang and start from absolute square zero within absolute square zero. 

rewrite 
the sky finally 
rains glitter

*Published in Issue 1.4 of Human/Kind Journal