Empty summer like a post cardwith no picture,or a hotel room whose windowsare coated in concrete.I search everythingfor a crystalline exampleof a bad idea but I can’t find it here.The mirrors have hand printsfrom decades ago that fadealmost as slowly as my memoryin everybody’s minds.We work at night these daysscraping your gum off of the […]

I walk barefoot on the drivewaywhere microscopic glass cuts intomy skin like the edges of a millionswords scattered on a microscopic battlefield.I am cleaning out my carwhile she walks the cat around the yardon a lead so he can watch the birdsup close for once and not behindthe glass. There are moldy sweaters in the […]

A tattered red curtain is being pulledby simple pressure out the windowwhere it flies there like a handbegging for help. No one is home today since the beachis open and full of extra sandso you can sit out in the sunand forget about the marble floorsin libraries you are not allowed to be in. I […]

So this is what you’re up to nowbribing us with concert ticketsand permission to smokeall we like in your garage.I hate to say it but your offeris a good one so I’ll see youin the last half of the summerwhen the pollen is the foggiest,and the toads get nice and coveredin their poison. The lilies […]

We all are too afraid to let our faces showwhile we watch our our little flowers growin caramel colored ceramic potswe’ve stacked in a row by the window,we always look straight throughto the other side of the island.There’s a donkey chewing onion grassby the dirt road kids ride bikes downevery summer day, and the thing […]

New bosses replace old ones,but there’s always someonetelling you what you should do.What’s your saving gracefrom outer space that shows upthrough the telescope to tell yousomething you already knewbut didn’t want to unpack furtherbecause in doing so you’d haveto let things go?If there are angels in the snowthere must be demons alsobut the shapes they […]

We’ve been talking a lot latelyme and the stray dog ridden with fleasout behind the diner wrapped in chromeas if the owners somehowknew about the future.It doesn’t say much back to me but let’sme know it’s listening by noddingat me occasionally with its calloused eyesthat barely even see.I’ll find it dead one day I know […]