Tag Archives: poems

Because I Love You

“Home” is a relative term. Last year it meant Los Angeles, Sunshine and orange trees. My parents and my brother. And longing. Now, the word brings in mind without regret…

An Exhibit in She

She removes her velvet rope coat She sinks, deep in her unlamentable curves She concentrates Turning rock solid, turning to ice Her river stone eyes roll under their lids, cold…

Feeling Bad About the Names We Gave

I know your suicide like the start of a drumroll, the smell of rotting stars in my pockets rolling around between fingers. The wind played the holes in your body…