Poetry

  • People Act • The /tƐmz/ Review .18.02.21

    People act
    as if they are not the soil beneath them

    a man walks
    with his head in his phone

    he is holding dirt
    he is happy, anonymous, well-fed…

  • The Dream • The Fourth River .07.01.19

    The dream saw you before you woke
    the creek
    the clear creek, leaving the lake
    where it was possible
    to see a temperature
    where your dream had run in desperation
    your sleep was maudlin
    you casted one incipient belief
    after another
    splashing through Canada…

  • Kelly Block Fire • Contemporary Verse 2 .01.04.13

    He is beautiful like the
    frozen buildings, long
    icicles adorning elbows
    in a crystal wingspan. A
    hero’s pinions. He, however,
    will not linger until the end
    of winter, a living cenotaph
    for the man who died
    in the part accident. After
    ten minutes, they will come
    with chisels and break him off…