Poetry: panning rush

Spring nights, too, I wandered uptownunsheltered devouringfree-floating particles of other people’s conversationsguzzling the scent of milky treesfrothingshoweringpromises at my feet I wondered what we would be...

Knock Knock It’s the version of you before thedisorganized phenomenonyour Real Lifedriving anywherethrough the sweet corn  romanticizing another man's jobromanticizing yourself   like the things we do...

Karl in the Coffee Shop Somewhere along the way I findcontentment beside thecouple at the café, happily dazed in maritalstupor, contemplating their thousandth crossword,the epic...

silence. i answer yourtight-lipped disapproval with eternal silence as you parallel yourselves in slow-movingrows these few minutes feel eternal and silence composes my complacency.your thick-skinned composure eternally silent while the assessmentcontinues to eternity silently rests in the...

Amanda Deboer Bartlet so i turn up at Lindsey’s after she’s already carried the tree home andthere it was in the corner, the branches stillstiff...

Glasses