When I come back to the office
we will all look older.
And that’s because we will all be older.
No one will return as they were. As they left. Even
if they sit in similar seats, and the fashions… Read on Macduff...
Book o’ Verse
Suddenly, yesterday
And then suddenly, yesterday, it was Spring.
With dreams of visits to foreign lands —
to movie theaters, coffee shops,
to the insides of other people’s houses
where dining room tables turned into desks
might become dining room tables
with … Read on Macduff...
Charlie
Sally laughed and
freaked and shrieked
when he said it
Eddie’s eyes popped
out of his head
when he said it
Did you know his
real name was
Charlies Claverie
And he went to art school
with Gus Van Sant… Read on Macduff...
Scribble
Some books you keep for
the inscription, not for the book.
The spine on your shelf
reminds you of the moment
they gave you that present,
the feeling of something landing
when you opened it later that night.
I mean, … Read on Macduff...
Now Available: The Lavender Lemonade Is Back
Hi all,
I wanted to let you know that a collection of my poems and stories is now available on Amazon in print and kindle!
I thought I’d reshare the title poem here, which was originally about the joy of … Read on Macduff...
Chicken Apple
Eating a
chicken apple sausage
is like eating a
chicken sausage
while some guy pokes
little pieces of apple
in my mouth.
And I’m like hey:
just let me eat this
chicken sausage, mister.
The gift of boxes
An underrated skill. The ability to
enjoy the sky,
a perfect book
a wonderful chat
a cup of tea,
if that’s your thing.
Not a case of denial.
Just watching the news, making plans
and then taking out your boxes.… Read on Macduff...
Write what we know
Wondering about
all the quarantine screenplays
that are being written right now
in smallish spring apartments with
open windows where
people perhaps don’t bother
zipping up their flies as
much as they
normally would.
The romcoms sure about falling in… Read on Macduff...
“Rotting frame” (take 1, for Nonny)
The line that gives way over time
to oxygen and new molecules, bumbling about
That softens delineation with a hand that jumps
That leaves smudgeframed, then unframed a thing you asked to live inside a rectangle
(“hey, won’t you please … Read on Macduff...
“Rotting frame” (take 2, also for Nonny)
as a thing that deserves extra meaning, how could
we use this phrase and you’d all follow? Such as:
“My head today, and your voice. My head, that rotting frame…”
and you’d know we meant the lines were shaky,
there … Read on Macduff...