Monthly Archives: November 2018

When you asked me to kill the sluggish rat probably poisoned and ill crawling in the gutter looking for a place to die, I thought you were joking so I laughed off your words and went about my day. I … Continue reading →

Sometimes the title of the poem is longer than the poem itself.

And then one day, POOF! It was gone. After months of lovelorn poems insane hearts and arrows in ridiculous positions inexplicable devotion obsession demonic possession all the interest inherent in your investment, the spell was broken and you found yourself … Continue reading →

Any day now, I’m getting out of here moving on taking a slow boat to Albuquerque. I swear, as soon as I’ve got enough in the bank and Momma Nonni’s gotten my lucky socks darned with the right special rituals … Continue reading →

What can be done for us? I thought I could forgive anything but you’re not looking for any absolution. You don’t care what I think or think you did wrong or perhaps you have a divergent morality or something else … Continue reading →

Having introduced you two I felt responsible for your love even when you grew so close you stopped having the time for me or any of the activities we once all shared. I grew bitter about you two but still … Continue reading →

No, I agree. I get it; you’re right. Monogamy is not the natural position for human beings. Why would it be? We should procreate prodigiously with as many partners as our bodies allow. I’m with you in theory, but… I … Continue reading →

I had an aunt once, hard-working, kind, a cubicle girl. She had a boyfriend, a drummer for a band you never heard of named after some kind of insect or another. They weren’t any good. He was especially no good. … Continue reading →

Every day I carve from the chaos of my home a little bit more space a slide more stability. I hew and hack and burn away at the forest of trash that generations of mindless life have left in this … Continue reading →

I know I’ve been annoying with my constant pleas for attention but believe me – really. Believe me – every single moment I have not reached out to you is some kind of accomplishment on my part a heroic act … Continue reading →