I have learned to read the morning sunlight like the moods of a lover.
Election Year Ghazal
Trust/Wait for Virus to End (a Sestina)
Wear, Wash, Wait (a Tritina)
Friday, October 16 @ 12:47pm
Three weeks to US election. Ugh, politics. Hate arguing politics. Hate discussing politics, even with people I agree with. Possible seismic political shift. I hope a tectonic plate rises in the air and breaks the country in half and one chunk falls into the ocean. The survivors can then gather at the fault line and… Continue reading Friday, October 16 @ 12:47pm
Mural on State Street
Two Birds and One Palinode
Go bravelyaround the world like a bird that charts its own migratory path, sailing on undiscovered winds,roosting on its whims Be wary of the worldWorry about dropletsthat take flight on breath— migrating from you to me, him to her, them to usStay in your nest! Confront injustice:stand by those being attackedBirds of a feathermust fight the predatorsthat wish to consume weak… Continue reading Two Birds and One Palinode
Long Tie (a Concrete Poem)
Make No Plans
If the year has taught me one thing, it is make no plans. For, truthfully, what am I?Just a human looking to satisfy norms from an old world during this crisis. Before, I wouldn’t give a second thoughtto gathering with a group of my friends.Now, I see this through a different lensand avoid possible viral hotspots. A… Continue reading Make No Plans
Encrypted Eclogue between Two Michigan Militia Members
BigLoobowski: @BooGeeMan What it do? Heard bout your missus. How you holding up?I told you she was crazy, nothing new. Still, this is not a good time for a breakup. Change the subject... What else is new with you? BooGeeMan: @BigLoobowski Nothin’s up. Things weren’t good with Sam... Everyone could tell.Should have dumped her when she keyed my pickup.Being with her was like… Continue reading Encrypted Eclogue between Two Michigan Militia Members