Untitled |
There was a conversation about Aileen, your step-daughter and the used condom she found in the closet of the upstairs bedroom in the house you rentedwith Uncle Ethan, and you said you were happy Ailee...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Aug 2009 11:29:00 GMT |
Damn, it's raining... |
Theyre watching the Disney Channel again
I cant take five more minutes
of the happy educational bullshit Im
going to scream this is not hyperbole
Im actually going to jum...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Jun 2009 08:43:00 GMT |
She Hurts |
She hurts,
you know,
and all I can do
is hold her and
kiss her neck
and let her tears
run down my cheek
and ask her
about it
and rage in silence
against them,
...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Jun 2009 08:09:00 GMT |
Touch? |
Dangling. Bright star.
Washed out mud holes
wishing well tornado
mowed down lawn chair
wicker basket turn over.
Dark spots on blankets
wet dance fiction
rotten nude portraits
...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:22:00 GMT |
A Well-Heeled Miss |
A well-heeled Miss
Executives daughter.
Flash car
burnt out eyes.
Watch her steppin over
hear her whistling
at traffic.
Three dozen well wishers
at a quarter passed three.
...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:21:00 GMT |
He Walked Slowly |
He walked slowly, with a cane
to the fence and asked about
the children, then told me about
his wife who loved to garden,
though she doesnt get out much
anymore, and how she once
gr...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jun 2009 15:47:00 GMT |
Some Flutter Of Days |
Some flutter of days
preteen summer,
boredom like a rock
to break yourself against
stunted desires
blocked by everything
listening to the wind
and the movement-
stifling heat b...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 13:38:00 GMT |
Book Fair |
Marching single file
in denim and corduroy
from our third-grade classroom
boy girl boy girl
an arms length
from the hallway wall.
The girl ahead of me,
long dirty blonde hair
...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 11:42:00 GMT |
Suburban Summer |
Hot July
sweaty limbs
tree forts
cherry Kool-Aid
running
through sprinklers
Dandelions
and buttercups
onion grass
on fenced in lawns
swing sets
and Hap...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 11:40:00 GMT |
Andy |
Andy
He must have been near eighty when
he set his lawn on fire
it was dry
the dog days of summer
and we spread the rumor
he did it for attention
and the idea stuck
bec...
Posted by on Sat, 30 May 2009 12:30:00 GMT |
