Banks America it’s raining, it’s pouringold-monied bankers are snoringdreaming wetly on a Sunday morning whether to still those robo-pensthat keep scribbling and scribblingsignature after signature accepting...

I got the Blues so bad my eyes are invisible I got the Blues so bad people think I’m a river I got the Blues so bad I have...

Thrownness A choice? Not one of those.And now Martin with his thrownness.I am a javelin with dangling heredity legs.Booster cables for the heart's long winter.Salamander-crawled...

Time is a surgeon I am a spoke.Turning clockwise, notat all the wiser.Choices dig their roots intosoil without my consent but Iwater them anyway.A mossy...

Violent Glamour Cuchulainn, o ancient celtic drag queenstruts her stuff onto the plain, sashays across the battlefieldintent on sowing pain and reaping lumpen carcasseswhich to...

Do you remember what you told me when you broke the cartilage of my comp notebook, the royal blue one with those speckles, the poems to...

Closer to the Sky Now I can see my life with new eyes,leaving the east for the west,bringing me closer to the sky,close enough to...

Tomatoes Tell The Truth No smell matches Just after a spray The water taken quickly The thanks immediate They tell the truth This universe of tomatoes Persisting in dry baked days Eager...

Editor's note: This poem was a finalist in the the 2021 Gaithersburg Festival Youth Poetry Contest. The Rain of Today The sputter of raindropson the steel...

The Porch Reddish-Brown are the screws buried beneath the porch Remnants torn down long ago, replaced by hard work Built on the backs of the strong Stood on...