A Trauma Theory

It was my third year in college when I first heard the term string theory. I remember moving forward slightly, anxious for what he’d say next, and as the professor…

Ode to Louise Gluck

  I’m writing an ode to my favorite poet, Louise Gluck.  To join in the fun, come and celebrate the three year anniversary at d-verse poets pub! I’m writing this…

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For Mike, a poem

How many nights have we spent with our faces to the stars your words are often poetry and I, the writer, lean back and listen, or both of us so…

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Sunburst (for Emma)

While I was watching she didn’t do a slow dissolve on the canvas of what I’ve painted. I waited for it. I waited for the oils to drip down and…

Vapor

This body’s breath caught sharp and held I hold it and like water it escapes my fingers and spills over my toes when I am thirsty asking too much from…

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So I Wrote an Erotic Poem

to be touched say it–”touched”– an intimate kiss when he says my name, his voice seeping through me, pooling into my caverns and curves every drop from him a fine,…