Ode to the Analog Age Praise the newspaper tossed each morning by a boy on a bicycle, ink of newsprint, thinness of paper. Praise phone booths...

This Little Slice of Life This little slice of lifewhere morning mango melts on the tipof your tongue so used to the tasteof sweet-sounding birds...

Immaculate Ruins It begins with a stranger’s cautious agreementto get lost for a while in the ruins of you, playing sentinel from the love seat’s worn...

- after Marcellus Williams they killed him in a Missouri jail yesterday. they took his grey beard & bald head. yesterdaythey rained death upon a...

21st Century American Birthday You know you’ve made itas a consumer and a modern Americanwhen the bulk of your birthday texts and emailsare automated. Happy birthday...

PEONY BUD a sphere as roundas earth     multifoliate— petals foldedinto possibilities ovate leaves the backdropwaxy with the future— jade pigment—the outlines capture impatiencelike waiting rain the main event—the pink of...

My Mother Sizes Me You come to me shaking, cradling tissuein your palm so carefully that I didn’t recognizeyour softness, open to me for once....

Neon Reverie The suit wore him—too white, too new.  A cigar flared; smoke curled in balcony air.  Penthouse whispers steeped in carat gold;his voice like...

Modern Prometheus  “I doubted at first whether I should attempt the creation of a being like myself, or one of simpler organization; but my imagination...

Plyzhnik’s Farewell When a kiss is more than goodbyeto coffee and the office morningthe tender parting of husband and wife,when the cell that awaits youcalls...