“Villanelle of Career Choice” – Day 16 of National Poetry Month

The circus took me in and gave me bread. They stashed me in the dining car And taught me how to work and where to lay my head. I took in every word they said But found it so bizarre: The circus took me in and gave me bread. My family, if they cared, assumed … Continue reading “Villanelle of Career Choice” – Day 16 of National Poetry Month

“Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month

Earplug and ibuprofen “But” “Oh” “Wait!” Blindfold and turn the light off “Clank” “Flick!” “Hey…” Now? Really? “Shuffle” “Step” “Step” “Creak” Two minutes… or twenty? “Flush” “Wash” “Gurgle” Blink. Searing. Screaming. Shredding. Maybe one more glass of water? Send an email. Write a poem. Close your eyes until this day (or life) is over. April … Continue reading “Headache” – Day 6 of National Poetry Month