Category: Poetry

  • May I?

    her shoulders supine in warm grassthe sea salt air and pennyroyaltheir perfume mixing like the harbor meeting the oceanopen-mouthed, eager, teeming with want While nosing around the internet last week, I read about the Sarah Orne Jewett house in South Berwick, Maine. In addition to photos of her book cover designs (which sparked their own…

  • Day 29: i am something you will never understand

    night spends shadows on the wallsred light green light yellow lightcycle through car hornsyour breath blesses my navelspun out on stardust glitterati teethbared straight into the face of godthe fist of thunder trembles my thighsundo meundo mei’ve waited so longred light on the wallsthump thump-thump at the curbidling above you i’m an angelall those demons…