Monthly Archives: April 2012

dry

She left me dry like chalk on my tongue on the sidewalk in the sunshine dripping buttery posies (a found poem in a facebook conversation)

dry

She left me dry like chalk on my tongue on the sidewalk in the sunshine dripping buttery posies (a found poem in a facebook conversation)

Limbo

I played barbed wire Limbo today Rusty spur snagged a piece of my shirt Poor old she-cattle might trip on the thread Before she picks up the electric alert

Limbo

I played barbed wire Limbo today Rusty spur snagged a piece of my shirt Poor old she-cattle might trip on the thread Before she picks up the electric alert

epinephrine

[a little roadside poetry emergency] It’s anaphylactic, this shock the poison juice of a forbidden fruit dribbled down my throat so the silver tape constricts til I need a longer sort of breath. Look, just rip off the cap, don’t fuss for the

epinephrine

[a little roadside poetry emergency] It’s anaphylactic, this shock the poison juice of a forbidden fruit dribbled down my throat so the silver tape constricts til I need a longer sort of breath. Look, just rip off the cap, don’t fuss for the

/ Wind

trailing

I had a foot out the door when she stopped me, not what she said but how she said it, trailing. She sat at her table, next to a walker and her new friends on the Price is Right blinking

/ Wind

trailing

I had a foot out the door when she stopped me, not what she said but how she said it, trailing. She sat at her table, next to a walker and her new friends on the Price is Right blinking

common beans

I hide simple beans in my cupboard. Black, sometimes pinto — suspicious of unspellable gypsies who come and go as they please, one day adorned with an arbitrary z, the next casting it off it like a bitter seed coat, crowing

common beans

I hide simple beans in my cupboard. Black, sometimes pinto — suspicious of unspellable gypsies who come and go as they please, one day adorned with an arbitrary z, the next casting it off it like a bitter seed coat, crowing