Off the Path
Dragging shards of my heart across rooted wrists of the forest, birds all singing sad songs under-toe rip me through the chorus, make me mimic the notes yanked through the…
Hope Is War
Hope is slow toxic spoonful of sugar candy arsenic sulfur-spark smoke after lighting a wick Hope is narcotic, brain powers, wishes pennies, clovers hope is a charming disappointment Last drop,…
“Last Word” featured today for Read+Write Poetry!
My poem “Last Word” is featured in the Cuyahoga County Library’s Read+Write Poetry event for National Poetry Month. Stop by to give it a read and then leave a few…
Annual Remembrance of Ed Carman: What Was Him
Today, I remember my brother, who died in Iraq in 2004. 21 years. 21 years without Edward Carman. What Was Him Every day at 4:17… I remember what was him:…
Tie Your Shoelaces
Some poems ignite from writing group prompts, just like this one. All I had to do was go back in time and give my younger self advice that could change…
Promising Hands
Saliva-soaked palms, handshake. Pin to the finger, blood print. Intertwined pinkies, spell chant. One hand to the sky, heart crossed. I wrote this poem for a BlueSky prompt: “What are…
Words Breathe
WORDS ONLY DIE WHEN YOU COMPLY Activate the First Freedom and repeat the terms, scream the phrases they told us are treason: Do not obey. Speak. Sing. Say. Gender Diversity…