Suites
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
February 25, 2015
What Does the Bartender Say?
A rabbi, a priest,
Four horses, and your mother
Walk into a bar…
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
February 18, 2015
Slack tide
A trident, sunless
and sundered. The empty hand
of some drowned sea king.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
February 11, 2015
Spring Break, Woo!
Strands of colored beads
draped on a rack. Mojito
barf on roven wugs.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
February 4, 2015
Death to Clichés
How should they go out?
Knocked unconscious. Pile-hitch knot.
Tied to the cold rails.
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