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 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says

Write a poem about friendship, she says I kiss her forehead then her cheekHer skin is so soft my lips confuse it with heavenHer eyelids hold the red of recent tears Friendship brings waters of one-ness to tsunamiIt is a wild natural phenomenon that hurtsproportionately to its healing It is a labyrinth of discoverytwisted with… Continue reading Poem 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says

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Poem 247 – Last nights of summer

Last nights of summer last weekend of summer calls for late night windsor pizzamaking traditions in chewy dough & melted Galatistuffing mouths with sweet & salty filling bellies before bedas the last Saturday of summer vacation slips intothe tomorrow of a new yearthat begins in the sultry monthof September – Crayola marker stripesvibrant, promising, not… Continue reading Poem 247 – Last nights of summer