On Writing

Poem 251 – Hiding in the Closet of his Room

Hiding in the Closet of his Room … his bedroom on the third floor ofthe house she longed to run throughsmell the spaces touch everything especiallythe staircase winding into the ceiling skyso high when she looked down she feltthe rush of dizzy panic coupled with theprospect of jumping and making a horrorscene in his perfect… Continue reading Poem 251 – Hiding in the Closet of his Room

On Writing

Poem 249 – Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School

Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School It is the evening before the first day of schoolone of many firsts that will linger in our storybooksand simon & garfunkelserenade the bivouac of butterflies in my bellymigrating the stunning history of music through me – This bridge over troubled water is rickety and… Continue reading Poem 249 – Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School