Wise Tailor

 Eating alone, I work my way down sizes in my closet from 16 to 12   make regular trips to the tailor, have waistbands taken in.   I walk in holding a man’s hand. Should you need it, I can let waists back out. Very professional,   no one will notice. The tailor was...

Bookshelf Poem

the untethered soul in the skin of a lion alien, correspondent break, blow, burn the unconscious civilization one simple act the power is within you small sacrifices acceptable losses uncommon justice Rummaging through my bookshelves to celebrate April, Poetry...

Key

Key   Three omega wolf cubs wearing defiance, (baseball caps backwards, baggy pants, bulky chains securing empty wallets) in the edgy interval of peach-fuzz chins and croaking voices. I shoo them out of the hospital basement on my way to the change room.   As I exit,...

Inhaling Indigo

I want to live in that interlude, after the goodnight conk -la -ree of red-winged black birds settling into the cattails, before crickets’ chirp   after birth of the nascent polliwog, before it sprouts legs to leap from the amniotic pond into the claws of a hawk  ...