Category Archives: Poetry
Lightness
To air is human, to deflate, a mortal rite– no tracks in the sand.
Pop
Escape from sadness in every breath you take– bouquet of balloons.
Breakfast with Kafka
I awoke to find I was Holly Golightly– Kafka’s dream, debugged.
Dateline
Perishable pink, sound of music in flowers– Grace, noted, dates well.
Reboot
Another Red Dawn or Day of the Living Dead? Shit, old scripts die hard.
Fur
Runaway model on Heaven’s 7th catwalk– Go to tell, PETA.
Little Red
To clearly separate fiction from fact: Little Red ran, not in terror, but to grab an ax from the back of her well-stocked shed– the Wolf, as you can plainly see, never stood a chance against Little Red’s darker twin, Wrath, … Continue reading
Anne Sexton
In a ballroom gown, the suicide was delayed– Beauty, will you stay?
Entry
You cannot have her, many women in one cloak– split down the middle?
Anais’s Verizon Plan
With a diarist’s intimacy and candor, Anais composed her dawnrise text to Henry and then hit SEND, grateful for the fast-flying expedient breath of a cellular technology that had yet to be invented.
