A man pulls an orange cat In a wagon along the curb. Garbage is their grocery and as they depart The courtyards and dumpsters the orange cat Meows a poem about a calf And a crippled peasant who walk Slowly through the autumn mist That hides the dwellings of the poor. And as they go, […]
The day that I found art in my first name Was the same day I saw hell in my last. There was a girl there, of course,– Touching a wet finger To a postage stamp, Pursing her lips On the double bed. I went to kiss The cat-tongue rough Of her each bent […]
Just as they were Ever together So he remains Solitary forever In the days apart Cancelled on the calendar Another x in the shipwrecked’s log. “Rain and the cliffs were invisible. Along the reef dolphin fins Took shape in the storm. If you are looking for me Give me sails […]
There was a tumbleweed Behind the house whispering To his tall friend the cactus About blue scat the wild dog made About an hour after he ate The child’s play doh rabbit, Salty from her hands and the chemicals Its color and texture were composed of– And while the pair in the moonlight chortled, […]