Grave Goods for Luna
He’s in the yard wearing shorts and a winter hat head tilted back watching the lightning, expressionlessly He’s taken out a laundry basket and an ancient tennis racket with a … Continue Reading Grave Goods for Luna
Night Shift Sympathy: the spotted orb weaver
She yawns into twilight, waking to work, looking for car keys, coffee. A few strands of networking ping her towards the drudgery of survival. Her tasks keep spinning round and … Continue Reading Night Shift Sympathy: the spotted orb weaver
Aliens in the Backyard
More than a long walk, Motions of grace abound For Bigfoot, a labyrinth-like shapeshifter No one can expose beyond The ongoing spiraling myth. In a video-clip of lies, in myriad … Continue Reading Aliens in the Backyard
When All Else Fails
I want to offer you this pebble of wisdom that at first will rub between your big & second toe and chafe more than comfort but do it anyway, get … Continue Reading When All Else Fails
Oasis
Through the windshield Vigilant I search for My peculiar obsession (A childhood compulsion Shaped from the backseat Of our Thunderbird Endless dull stretches Of blurred landscape) An inconsequential Lonely copse … Continue Reading Oasis
Death On The Tracks
Trigger warning: mentions of death Weird-D stepped into the light of a CN locomotive, eviscerated like a kicked bag of rubber bands unspooled garden hose, they closed the trainline all … Continue Reading Death On The Tracks
My mother my sunshine
Between enclosed spaces Her presence is what Makes our building a home Held my body for nine months Held my soul for a lifetime Through this journey called life Her … Continue Reading My mother my sunshine
One Step Nearer
Trigger Warning: mentions of death It’s not when my father in-law is run over crossing a street in the Sunshine State that I feel it not at his funeral, sitting … Continue Reading One Step Nearer
Legend’s Gothic Rot
Once vital horsemen galloping toward whatever edge of creation presented maximal challenged cannonball days turned to harvest feasts, accompany damsels to all-night drunk dance parties now nonagenarians who don’t know … Continue Reading Legend’s Gothic Rot
Equally Precarious
After my Sunday trek To the woods where I sat so silently An unsuspecting fox With a chipmunk Clasped in her teeth Loped near taking No notice of me I … Continue Reading Equally Precarious
drugstore run
20 oz grape fanta, family sized funyonsand a bottle of ibuprofen should be good,i think. right? how many ibu’s to a bottle? 500. that’ll be enough. i take 12 a … Continue Reading drugstore run
On the Off Ramp
On my way To physical therapy Hoping to ease My maladies Here is this man On the off ramp Grizzled weathered (I could be him He could be me) Sitting … Continue Reading On the Off Ramp
Nakashima Joint
The splurge of amaranth in maple tattoos the ribbony pale grains with a Florida Purplewing so still and rigid it might be trying to hide from predators. Smoothing beneath the … Continue Reading Nakashima Joint
Stacking Stones
Usually I am indifferent Along this wooded path Never taking much notice Of the clumsy stacking of stones By the anxious and overwhelmed A self-soothing ritual For the purpose of … Continue Reading Stacking Stones
Shhh.
Trigger warning: implied self harm, implied suicide The tiny moth bumps against the window againdrawn to the light of the overhead lamp.I debate whether to turn the light offor open … Continue Reading Shhh.
The Murders
Trigger Warning: mentions of death There are wolves in the chamber of a gun, a requiem prayer, unspooled yellow police line, gawking neighbours behind window blinds, nothing like this happens … Continue Reading The Murders