she tasted the sweetness of
the morning dew,
and spread her arms
in the wind, while
the... [+]
Poetry
I would stand as a child and watch my mother light candles on Friday nights.
She would closer he... [+]
At Burger King at night,
We are a few scattered
Among the tables, waiting
Or eating out of... [+]
"Now we will find
what the rest have left behind."
—Lil Green
There, not here, is... [+]
if you concentrate
hard enough, sometimes
the fourth wall breaks—
fading just a moment
to... [+]
A secret disclosed in art class:
the face is five eyes wide.
You pencil the extras in
and... [+]
If you call on
me
one evening
in the city
of un-
known poets
we'll talk
not a... [+]
Your voice, too fast, chattering,
clattering against my Self,
breaking into my thoughts,... [+]
This bright sun peeking
over the eastern hills
seems to remind you of
the exuberant joy of... [+]
feeling like a dog's
wet breakfast, I comb my hair
and dress in a cleaner
shirt. in the... [+]
trying my hand
again at Selby Jr.
in my comfortable
apartment
with a balcony
in the... [+]