Saturday, August 31, 2019

humble hearts

to be human
is to be
a survivor
believe me
pain spares no one
not even the one 
who marks their door
with the blood
of a lamb
life always has
a way
of humbling
every heart

*Performed at Art Inspiring Art (Brown’s Run Country Club) on 8/30/19
children of light

after the abuse
i burned myself
alive
then scooped up
those ashes
created sculptures
of doves
of roses
and told the match
in my hand
children of light
never truly die

*Performed at Art Inspiring Art (Brown’s Run Country Club) on 8/30/19

Friday, August 30, 2019

rape. Things you learn from family

*Published in the August 2019 edition of is/let
**Reprinted in Haiku 2020 (Modern Haiku Press)

Thursday, August 29, 2019

and then I heard the Psalms dueling the dead of night

*Published in the August 2019 edition of is/let

Monday, August 26, 2019

within
the spiraled cactus
old stars

*Published in the August 2019 issue of Stardust Haiku

Saturday, August 24, 2019

Salve

Every once in a while, I just need to lie down on the floor, close my eyes, and listen to some good old-fashioned blues.

mm-hmm
when the record
scratches my itch

*Published by Fresh Out: An Arts and Poetry Collective on 8/24/19

Sunday, August 18, 2019

winding smoke
your always
twisted truth

*Published by Fresh Out: An Arts and Poetry Collective on 8/18/19

Friday, August 16, 2019

so light the match 

tonight
there will be no rest

not while black knots
sink into my core

you i
i you

in the end where
there is only oblivion

in the end where
i become death

where i trap you under
my soot-sullied boots

where the only word
i breathe is blaze

within the fire
within the fire

to start again

within the fire
within the fire

*Published in The Ekphrastic Review’s Mark Rothko Writing Challenge on 8/16/19

Saturday, August 10, 2019

of all
that I could touch

this pond
became music

*Published by Fresh Out: An Arts and Poetry Collective on 8/10/19; reprinted on 8/14/19 with a correction 

Sunday, August 4, 2019

oolong
why rush
this moment

*Published by Fresh Out: An Arts and Poetry Collective on 8/4/19

Thursday, August 1, 2019

sonata
when the sun
hangs low

*Published in Otata 44 (August 2019)