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Pete Best never got to be full Beatles famous never got to be one of the four coolest guys in the entire world for a couple years there but then again no on...


May 13, 2020

mistaken identities

oh, we’re all shapeshifters it takes years and years and we have very little control over our eventual outcomes but we’re all shapeshifters things get bigger and smaller things bloat and cr...


May 04, 2020

objects in emotion

my heart is a little boy running without conception of his destination or knowledge of when his legs will give out or when he will be stopped by walls or water my heart is a little boy r...


May 01, 2020

jefferson hill

a lone purple flower shooting up in the abandoned lot where someone’s house used to be swaying unsteadily in the breeze but making its stand nonetheless driving home from work in the middle o...


April 30, 2020

ice

that glacial blue no tepid crystal not transparent not see-through no turquoise pastels there are vast depths behind those sparkles there are fathoms of hue not all of them pleasant but a...


April 26, 2020

the logic of a dream

we are given metaphor and story because the truth is too complex too layered and too seemingly paradoxical for a mind to grasp we’re given narratives and cycles to comprehend subconsciousl...


April 25, 2020

requiem for the strident

render unto Caesar’s section his cereals and his salads the material is immaterial it’s only love that’s valid possessions are obsessions you’re owned by what you own compassio...


it’s a pretty ugly world we’re in but it’s not quite ugly enough there’s this thin veneer of beauty there’s a thinner veneer of tough that make us pretend we’re perfect lie worse when the go...


April 22, 2020

my twenties

she could shift from the steel gray of a thunderhead cloud to the bluish-white of a lightning strike in one half of an instant and so could her eyes and it thrilled me and it powered us a...


April 22, 2020

our trespasses

forgive us, gods and goddesses our performative woes and our too-fervent merriments our half-mad experiments our wine and song in hopes of drowning out the rhythm of our fears and our ...


April 21, 2020

it's a long way to apiary

nerdy birds have the prettiest feathers warmed against the biting winter trundle insulated by their charming fact bundles immune to the world’s shifting weathers so very fevered by the dr...


April 18, 2020

I'll never get to know

within the swirl of her complexities she embodies the Hegelian Dialectic of Disney cartoon musical features sugar-sweet Snow White as thesis the wond’rous and terrible queen her equa...


April 10, 2020

the new normal

the new normal is the realization that there never was a normal there never could’ve been a normal there will never a normal for us again and that its for the best the...


April 01, 2020

myth-ing, you

like Snow White if instead her dire step-mother lived with her inside her head hair like half-past-midnight eyes like autumn rain skin like baby powder encapsulates the pain voices r...


April 01, 2020

gone and forgotten

how quickly it’ll all roll back the skies will clear drilling wounds fill in beachside villas wash away the mars selfishly carved into her will be pink shiny newness then in no time at all vanish...


March 31, 2020

equivalent exchange

Erik Weisz double-named after Houdin burnt like a dervish, watch Harry spin jacket unfurled, brass clasps flick you wonder how he turned the trick but you don’t really wanna know no tri...


March 29, 2020

life during wartime

lines, imaginary lines, ancient and meaningless lines, revered and deadly-arbitrary the kind of lines that do divide humanity from itself to make some con-man a few bucks to convince us that ther...


March 24, 2020

cauterize

there’s a fever now inside our heads and a fever burns things away we get a choice if we can burn up unrealistic expectations dreams no longer working attachments helping no one we may have a cha...


March 24, 2020

words failing

the words we use and how we use them manipulate the very world around us but no amount of words no matter how precise could ever define you a conscious mind is a special case a micro realit...


March 24, 2020

precious now

Who you were is not who you are is not who you will be. You are a process in motion, you have been in flux from the first quickening of your heart to your very last breath. It’s okay, you coul...


March 24, 2020

casting calls

As much as I want to rail against superstition and magical thinking, in the end, I realize I’m privileged to be able to think of it this way. For so many marginalized people, myth an...


March 24, 2020

i am what i am

I don’t want to colonize your pain. I don’t want to gentrify your rage. I don’t want to pretend I can sublimate your subjugation into my own experience. I don’t want to lead, don’t want to su...


March 24, 2020

no gods no guillotines

Any freedom won by violence or its threat will be lost, by and by, in a generation or three’s time, no matter how noble the intent. Its history won’t teach your progeny the value of freedom, o...


what glitters, my friend is means to many of an end but there’s no earthly way to spend all of that hard fought and harder won gold if we find ourselves swung from the bottom of the city gall...


March 24, 2020

something is lost

algorithmically curated media denies us processing any idea we do not immediately accept scrolling on your timeline picking up a record needle they are at least trivial barriers to...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.