• Living with Dogs

    What if your lover wanted only pets and treats and walking in the morning?  


  • In Fox Mountain Village

    Muffled up and catching falling snow, Standing in the cold wet stench, Irumagawa-koen. The train comes in. People stuff like wasted tissue Up against the windows. Turned around and trudging home again, The ticket squashed inside my mitten. These two ye …


  • I Dreamed I Saw Bob Dylan

    I dreamed I saw Bob Dylan On the boulevard one night. His hair was curled and blazing. His eyes were out of sight. “Hey, look in here,” he said and Then he opened up his coat. And he was just a skeleton And couldn’t sing a note. The wind it blew right …


  • Stain

    Days and nights are layers in us, dull till we’re thrust up by time, tipped over. Then come colors, red and yellow iron salts, mice green and purple manganese. A beauty, history, spilled out. A cut across the heart. Salt poured like crystalled tears. T …


  • Settlement

    There’s something running hot and deep within the kissproof weather of our night. A promise choked in throats too full to sing in arms too bold to rise. There’s reaching done and singing too within the maddest masquerade. But here’s the fire we set. Be …