i have a syndrome. a disorder. a dis/ease
i’m told that i’m less than normal
but i know Continue reading
Category Archives: Poetry
Morning Song
I’ve never been a fan of waking up,
foresaking my dreams has never attracted me.
I’d rather be lost in a world of imagination,
never having to face the cold reality of truth…
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The New Equation
It’s that awkward moment when… You’re naked in bed with a boy you’ve just made out with on a rooftop. Looking up at the little toy cross On top of the big, dark mountain. That awkward moment where you bring … Continue reading
The Ceremonial Fire
A small flame heats a covered section of the bar terrasse. It’s for the smokers and their bewildered though accommodating friends. There’s life outside at night. Contained life, temporary life. A glimmer of July in the middle of January. It … Continue reading
If You Were Here (for Travis)
If you were here you would be shaking your head and laughing
because you would’ve told me so by now
and you would ask if I was really surprised
Really? Continue reading
One Billion Rising
Dear father, brother, son,
These are strange times indeed,
When a billion women remain unseen
By the very societies claiming civility… Continue reading
I knew for sure that you could write
I knew for sure that you could write
and multiple emotions you can incite
I’ve heard what you sing Continue reading
I am…
I am from Vikings and fur trappers, but dream of settling in a place where it never snows.
I am from a Sesame Street toy box that once contained my greatest treasures.
I am from Annie, The Little Mermaid, and Ferris Buller’s Day Off… Continue reading
THE PHONY IS ALWAYS AFRAID OF THE GENUINE ARTICLE
the phony is always afraid
of the genuine article
because they know that they are phonies Continue reading
Blue Vega, Red Nova
I am. I stand in multiple planes of reality
I am both jester and king
now living in third-dimensional reality Continue reading