When people ask me how I’m doing, I point to my sternum Tell ‘em it’s a crockpot under there That if I’m going to cook down all the hurt, I may as well go for […]
Category: poetry
Barbaric Yawps and Methane Emissions
Kids are born into hopelessness, now. I mean, other people’s kids. I don’t have kids. I wouldn’t, it’s not fair to them. I roll my eyes at every wide-hipped woman I see. There is no […]
Second Date
Brody’s Blacksmith Shop serves until midnight and the dirty little taco truck (one town over) serves tacos to all the drunks until the drunks decide sex is an option. I brought him whiskey to the […]
skin
My grandmother is wrinkled leather that dried under the sun while my aunt is slightly smoother, lathered in lotion and tanned appropriately My skin is not as dark as theirs and I forget sometimes that […]
happy birthday
my brother and I witnessed a funeral of families breaking apart we gather dirt under our fingernails ten black half moons trying to bury it all I cannot look at the motherland she will be […]
poem
this is how i title untitled poems or how do we begin the sermon of a boy tracing out sanity on the bodyof a dew-laden windscreen? another time, he’s found listening to the music of […]
Shit
Maybe the poem is shit: it’s likely the poem is shit Who knows but maybe the poem is what happens when shit happens Such a cliché, shit is When it shits it runs […]
Rejection Letters 