5 days agowhy bury sin?I sit reading a favorite book Wearing a pair of brown leather sandals Whose worn, flat soles look As if they’re as old as the bible. Wearing a pair of faded blue jeans. Wearing a checked blue-green flannel Pendleton shirt Too old to contemplate. Sickened of words like Toxic, Patriarchy, …Writing2 min readWriting2 min read
Mar 6No haiku for this.No haiku for this. I’m quietly enamoured. Resting in being.Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
Mar 5deliciousContraction. Concave. Dark haired one. Convex. Behind. She. Delicious. Nickolas Muray :: Nude ca. 1922, Negative, gelatin on nitrocellulose sheet filmPoem1 min readPoem1 min read
Mar 4sentinelsLights come through the fog. Sentinels lining the road. She will soon arrive. Mystery is what’s in the air Snow melts in the dirt fields.Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Mar 3if the show fits…Photographer at play. One finger says number 1. If show fits, wear it. Leombruno-Bodi :: Italian Shoes. News on a grand scale — Vogue, June 1956Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
Mar 2lithe ecstasysins being washed away. soon, into lithe ecstacy, a woman will land. Irving PennHaiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
Feb 21Ten CarnationsThere are times, when I feel unabashed joy, I think of those who I love and care for. I like these feelings as it feels like truth. Like home. Today, walking home from the gardens, I begin crafting a poem. I suddenly think, “UltimateIy, this fighting has to stop” I…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Jan 29She’s Gone…She’s gone. I want to scream. Weep in starts and fits. Google “is it proper to wear khaki pants to a mother’s funeral” Surrealism begins contracting her scales round my neck Like water moccasins from Haiti seeking soul warmth, Like Chinese finger traps tightening around skin and bone Like virgin…Writing2 min readWriting2 min read
Dec 27, 2022when desperatewhen desperate, the cells of my body spin a chaotic madness. sins of the mind hell’ed in abeyance rise to the sirens call of key lights and become high-stepping rockettes on an opening night. that is what i want the audience to see. pomp. dash. verve, verve, verve rather than the sight of a collapsed chest with a concaved heart. i’ve become a madman desperate, desperate, desperate to tell lies in every sentence i speak.Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Dec 26, 2022luscious, nonethelesscandy striping. a surprise from the shadows. luscious, nonetheless.Haiku1 min readHaiku1 min read
