Poems, etc.

i retreat into myself like a stone  descending in water. i dream like fish dream: wives tales of hooks and string piercing one eye and...

I wrote a poem that I've since forgotten — about golden nightingales, about tiny dogs in tiny caskets. One day, when I find the words...

We live in a low green pasture. The neighbors' children are in and out of the house. Their laughter is like two warm palms of sunlight...

i feel sorrow coming towards me like a slow slamming door lord, let me sleep through these raging eyeless storms i forgot how to dream...

you are the last arrow in my quiver, the little flame neatly notched in my bow the lake in my mind's gone quiet the moon and the swans...

i shot down a few stars on the drive over and not a single one followed me home can you believe the wind's so high tonight whistling...

We're the only customers in a Chinese buffet in Montgomery, Alabama. It's 3PM on a Thursday and a hurricane's coming through. I listen to...

I’ll know it’s really summer when the  weeds are taller than me; when the rain washes the afternoon like a hand sliding over a mirror...

In a dream I wake up and can’t  find you anywhere. The clouds are pink fangs and the house is a mouth full  of wind. I can trace the...