Upstairs, we three

poetry
  shelter volunteers face six self +++++identifying women who surf +++++++++++for jobs, housing and Deb — who decrypts Brueghel, Bernie Sanders +++++and baseball conspiracies in black +++++++++++cheerleader sweats. To our…

Highland Cattle

poetry
  If I could be a hairy coo grazing in summer by the sound, hair like some sulky teen over my eyes, horns in ceaseless shrug at holiday boaters, I’d…

Interregnum

poetry
  Frankly don’t know who’s writing this here, but Whatever it is, it’s rather shameless Why? For one, this attention to itself “But that’s just one voice,” conductor voice says…

Englisc

poetry
  Done with you for the time being bayou’s ducks in Creole French back and forth in Castilian laid-off cooks in Tagalog at water’s edge in Celtic stifling humidity in…

Measured by the Gallon

poetry
  Gallons in a gas tank, ten-gallon hats. Prices are up again, and I can’t tell if my cousin looks cool or dumb walking through Salt Lake airport dressed like…

Valley and Lowland

poetry
  Here is a finance lesson: Silicon Valley is an hourglass economy, a sector of innovation shaped like a woman. I am a woman shaped like a valley—the center of…

The Saying Goes

poetry
  Our days are numbered, ask any of us. Our town believes in the sequence of invention. Companions teacups with saucers, windows with shutters. We ache to understand the connection…

Split

poetry
  Not all innovative thoughts are great. E.g., a furred toilet seat unless you suffered frostbites on the butt. Constantly remind myself—in the classic there’s enduring value, on some we…

Summer Fresh / Fresh Summer

poetry
  June in a shower of loveseats all piled against my door. June masquerading as a lover           as my favorite month. The symphony begins to hum              young boys young girls…

Gardening on Our Last Day on Earth

poetry
  Plowing our hardened souls, breaking apart boulders of heart tendons. Grasping handfuls of warm earth between our slender memories. Weeding thoughts sprung between the roots of radishes. Watering our…