Assessing the damage  (as one does) The detritus of your life A crazy land of Dangling participles A desk choking on Garamond Splinters...

I like to write poems in  the passenger seat of my car, parked in the shade in a cemetery not far,  nary a sound, stories all around, ...

An.  I mean I don’t know.  I’ll try.  I can’t move.  And God, my head.  My head.  Please, I’m trying.  I mean I hardly slept.  I had that...

With you, I find happiness in not caring; I find it in almost getting run over by a car while trying to cross the street; That’s fine by...

Just because I have an idea Does not mean it is a good idea. Just because my idea is a good one Does not mean it is the only good one....

How is it possible that the presence of one small person can unblock the waterways of the heart And allow ships of sadness to finish...

On an island only in my mind, Nothing more on than what I need. Wind caresses my waterlogged hair, Chills crawl down my spine, and take...

I bought a pot. It wasn’t huge, but enough to cook instant noodles in my dorm, so they no longer had to be wiggly, crunchy, oily puffed,...

We’re all frail To ache is human The present world levels us into trembling Human gobbling human But we must recall that we’re all shaky...