Tending and Other Poems
Tend the garden No need to do too much It’s been planted A little water Here and there And lots…
Tend the garden No need to do too much It’s been planted A little water Here and there And lots…
In June 2013, I received the news that Zero Books would publish a collection of my film theory essays. The…
It was deadline night. The newspaper was being put to bed. Phones rang with last minute comments, and fingers pounded…
It wasn’t my fault. I did everything right. She provoked me, and that’s why I was here, terrorized and now…
I do not like pomegranate Theres a reason but I don't understand it Its a four syllable word I think…
I sat down on the white bench, checking my watch. They were late, and nobody called me to tell me…
If you are LIFE I shall dress like a sunbeam. If you are DEATH I shall grow whispering wings. If…
Fires licked pink, plastic walls, turning them black. Floors melted. Windows filled with smoke. Toy furniture ignited. A small figurine…
I’m unsteady, the bloodletting is tongue stretching Picture a slum setting, unkempt with a rough heading Tribes get involved, when…
I first began reading Charles Bukowski right around the same time I was falling off the earth. Hearing that he’d…