throwback: 2000: encomium
And for the golden-most…
Category: poetry
cirque d’aigre-doux
For the pantomime sighs and joker-rouge smile…
sushi and the sensei
But, lovey, if you’re quick…
morton’s fork
Murphy’s less fatalistic cousin.
throwback: 2000: bravest beauty
All that is green must in time grow old.
paperworld
Words make better windows than walls.
keep the key
It took time, but I dug up that heart-choking chain.
throwback: 2004: calculus
That’s your fist in the fight…
eskimom kisses
The first time was strange as most first times go…
throwback: 1998: reflecting pool
If ever there were a man…
throwback: 2001: the lofty guess
Perhaps I’m nothing more…
mount melanchol
My heart has become gaunt of fate, my traipsing twisted.
set me straight
Fine, break me to pieces.
alms for an almanac
The toil and over-turned earth of it, for but a dearth of believable dreams.
fallen fates
Against all my heart has loved I hold a difference and a debt
lies and lilies
she slapped him
lens on a recluse
Strange does fit the recluse, dresses up a bit the riddle of it.
when kissed by less
Not all fights are with fists.
all the tortures (excerpt)
He slunk as he whispered it: “Don’t do this.”
the postcard
“There is something about this picture,” she penned…
some tales have no tell
No legend came by it ignobly
that’s gonna leave a mark
It was a rickety rack and a rook at risk, all chess to be checkmated, I swear.
the tear-kiss
Give me the prick of suffering, then.
glinting bastion
Your salted instance, a glinting bastion.
ghosts becoming
I let them go. I flail them in.
