The white-winged dove Coos in the midnight stillness Like Morse code In the language of trees Sonnets slide gently off…
The Process
1970s Homemade Shenanigans
Brother digs 6-foot deep holeWith small shovelFrom army surplus storeHomemade swimming pool Sister jumps inWater is MudMom comes homeHomemade can…
Got Goya All Wrong
Everyone keeps sayin’Saturn is eating his childrenSaturn is devouring his son Got Goya all wrong, guysThat’s me, the poetRemoving my…
Today’s Sonnet
Loving you ripens me, tender and sweetEarly before dawn I wake with you nearMy hand to your chest to feel…
The Image of Music
What is the taste of this key, this single note, this melody? Is it staccato and spicy or is it…
The Beats
The beginning of an organic bassline filling that bottom and thumping in deep vibration. Percussion starts in with a shake…
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