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Two Poems

insomniacs gesturing in a cave of neon light the narrative of their lives

Two Poems

You can stand on the edge and tremble with fear or risk your life.

Two Poems

Our brains interpolate from surrounding images, fooling us.

Tyrannosaurus Rex

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

Tyrannosaurus Rex

I will tell you about the sick. They are ruthless, they are like Attila.

Übermensch

I repeated the name thoughtfully, then said no, I didn’t think I knew her.

Under the Sun

If you hear your name again just say, Here I am. Maybe it’s the Lord.

Underneath the Bonfire

Men came over carrying lanterns and pulled away the chunks of ice.

Unfinished Desires: Maud, Christmas 1951

The draft of ten handwritten pages would have to be cut back to five.

Unknown

The sense all along has been that there’s some madness in her.

Unmedicated Self-Portrait

I don’t know you, I only think of you to ignore how unhappy I am.

Unremembered Country

Let me lie down with you and listen, let me tell you what I know.

Us

When the population was whiter, they fawned over the Korean.

Using a Cane

With cane in hand I felt a twinge of superiority to the crutch people.

Victoria

I drank every night until late and drew earth-shaking conclusions.

Visible Empire

“You mean to fall in love with your wife while I’m gone,” she said.

Walking Distance

The man lifted his shirt just enough to show the handle of a pistol.

Wanting

If Vann kisses her, a mist will rise in her brain. A promise of oblivion.

Washington

You couldn’t believe what the rhododendrons do around here.

Water for New Delhi

“You know what they say about
free health care. It costs money.”

Water Path

All my life I wondered what it is to vanish like a ring of smoke.

We Are What We Have Lost

Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.

We’ve Been Here Before: Stories in a Time of Plague

Wham Bam

We’re fat! So what? They hadn’t yet tired of this chant, the play’s refrain.

What You Get

There was nothing sadder than the look of defeat in a man’s eyes.

When My Brother Tells Me I'm Obsessed with Sadness

it’s hard not to be obsessed with your own shadow I don’t tell him

When the Flock Changed

She had yellow cat eyes that she insisted were also blond.

Where Are We Going?

I hightailed it out of the hospital like my ex-wife was a prison I’d escaped.

Whirlwind

The lion was still near them, stalking. Crazed against its cautionary nature.

Will and I

When the doctors’ voices started turning to noise, I didn’t fight it.