Singularly Motivated Mysteries Out of nowherea white smearon the bellyof my crispblack dress Like a single sockpeeking its heelfrom under thebed or a lonelyfingernail caughtin the dog dustlike a colourlessrainbow these Mysterious householdphenomenon appearsometimes in passingor in the peripheral orright smack in thecentre of my favouriteblack dress I changed into anotherdress this one black toobut… Continue reading Poem 180 – Singularly Motivated Mysteries & Thank you, Marshall!
Flat tire the pop sound was hollowlike a giant pulling the inside of his cheekwith his two fingers – the car tirepuncturedthen thwhawp-thwhawp-thwhawp a flappinglike the throat of a mainsail caught in a bitter wind I pulled the car overrelieved a side street was availablefor sanctuary to inspect the damageit was easy to spot –… Continue reading Poem 179 – Flat Tire & TONIGHT AT 8PM INSTAGRAM LIVE EVENT!
Missing I It’s trueIts personTheir sightOver thereIs whereThey wearTheir flareThey’re fairIn theirSharing, stillSometimes it’sThe smallestThings theyMiss likeThe Mrs.Missing herRight eyeWhile sheWrites outThe storyOf whereIt went Live on Instagram w/ Dream Poet For Hire! On Monday, June 28th, at 8pm join myself and fellow poet-on-demand Marshall James Kavanaugh as we read poetry and talk poetry and… Continue reading Poem 166 – Missing I
Debates for Morning run The great debate begins before my limbsknow they are limbs Should I run? NoShould I go for a run?NoShould I go for a short run? UghIt’s a gorgeous morning!Fine! Then my limbs tingleanticipation of their usea muscular aphrodisiac It’s lift-off the bedget dressedbrush teethready music & run into the day Shaky with limbic lustI thrustmy… Continue reading Poem 160 Debates for Morning run