With the spring night cooling, I clench my bedtime glass of water. I am sitting up, hours from wonderland In the soft glow of a Himalayan salt lamp, A harem of ionized kisses in the otherwise dark, Waiting for blackout. With the storm winds settling, I close the bedroom window; There’s nothing left to watch … Continue reading “Spring Night” – Day 20 of National Poetry Month
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“In Bed” – Day 19 of National Poetry Month
The lights were out. I sat in bed And stared into the hallway. I stared at laundry-shaped witch faces And the old man in the wood grain And my feet. The lights were out. Silent boards were sure to creak. I waited for the footsteps And listened for a voice For a laugh As I … Continue reading “In Bed” – Day 19 of National Poetry Month
“In the Web” – Day 18 of National Poetry Month
The webs in which I sit and count the angles, Stitch to stitch, Surround and tangle. Sitting, mangled, recently deceased, I recognize my body how A calf is noticed by a modern cow On tubes and harness And living wired for the betterment all of mankind. Any minute, a tooth will spill my dreams, The … Continue reading “In the Web” – Day 18 of National Poetry Month
“Being Positive for You” – Day 17 of National Poetry Month
Imagine a gymnasium, and we’re on a team together. We’re competing in multiple events, a demanding and arduous affair -- Ball games, races, feats of strength, And we’re losing But not by much. The day has lingered on, however, And as you and our team return to the bench You carry sweat like a monsoon … Continue reading “Being Positive for You” – Day 17 of National Poetry Month
“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
“Secrets” – Day 15 of National Poetry Month
Among the apologies that we printed And triple-checked for spelling errors Before circulating into the waiting rooms of social hypochondriacs I slipped the secrets of the universe Encoded by some summer-movie logic And randomly dipped in honey To be skimmed over To remain frustrations I stamped my vulnerability and sealed confession to it I delivered … Continue reading “Secrets” – Day 15 of National Poetry Month
Bonus Poem! – National Poetry Month
Happy Monday! At the beginning of the month, I challenged myself to write and post a new poem for every day in April, and here we are around the halfway mark. When I was younger, I wrote poetry every day in every class on every piece of paper I could get my hands on, and … Continue reading Bonus Poem! – National Poetry Month
“The Storm” – Day 14 of National Poetry Month
The hurricane has crossed the street. The hurricane has crossed the street. He doesn’t look both ways. He stomps his awful feet. The hurricane has crossed the street. The hurricane is down the block. He’s moving closer up the block. We watch the windows, Check that all the doors are locked. The hurricane comes quickly … Continue reading “The Storm” – Day 14 of National Poetry Month
“Lunch” – Day 13 of National Poetry Month
I raised my hand And on the fork the chicken Smelled like fancy mustard And the sky outside the window was pleasant And the existence of God was in dispute And a war continued And the restaurant played decent music And I enjoyed my food So repeated the process Simultaneously mundane and absurd, I think … Continue reading “Lunch” – Day 13 of National Poetry Month
“The View” – Day 11 of National Poetry Month
Mustard sunset spills Irradiated blinds Soon to cotton candy dusk My window bleeds The irradiated cocktail My life after cigarettes Nearing midnight A pharmacy-developed snapshot of My six by four inch red-eyed friends Is the closest I can capture This hundredth vision of the same light April 11th, 2019
The Favoring Wind 