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“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 →

“In the Valley of Our Violence” – Day 12 of National Poetry Month

In the valley of our violence In the years of smoke and water All the shadows trade in silence Like a father trades a daughter In the streets you hold your wallet For the parasites to find you As the crowd collects you call it There’s too many teeth behind you And the doors could … Continue reading “In the Valley of Our Violence” – Day 12 of National Poetry Month →

“Some People” – Day 10 of National Poetry Month

Some people wait for the perfect moment Like a runner ignoring the starting gun until the wind changes I ignore perfectly appropriate words Until assorted magic manifests I wait a lot I tap plenty of keys but mostly backspace Some people buy new clothes once they’ve reached their goal weight I work out when the … Continue reading “Some People” – Day 10 of National Poetry Month →

“To Feel Thin” – Day 9 of National Poetry Month

Tomorrow, to feel thin I will shower first thing in the morning And go immediately for a brisk thirty-minute walk, Followed by as many sit-ups as I can manage. Then I will shower again In cold water With the minty body wash that makes my skin explode. I will drink a half-glass of orange juice … Continue reading “To Feel Thin” – Day 9 of National Poetry Month →

“In My Bleak Midwinter” – Day 8 of National Poetry Month

Modeled after "A Christmas Carol" aka "In the Bleak Midwinter" by Christina Rossetti, 1872 In the bleak midwinter Burning sun made blaze; Earth cracked dry as corpses; Water lost to haze; Snow forgotten; snow, what snow? Frozen brow and nose In the tundra of winter lost Long, long ago. Our charge, heaven entrusted, Earth could … Continue reading “In My Bleak Midwinter” – Day 8 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 →

“Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month

Shannon folds the laundry And dusts her make-up drawers. The floor in the kitchen bends beneath her sponge. Proud Shannon, glowing after midnight. Her pajamas and favorite sweaters Meet the same flannel standard. Shannon tries a coffee from another country. Her phone charges no faster when she checks it. Shannon plays the albums that impress … Continue reading “Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month →