you are a holiday routine

i dreamt shirt collars and close hands
i woke up in the bark of a dog
i soaked in a bath of fog and... more

Opus 53

Place the palms of your hands side by side on this wine glass. After a short time, raise your hands and place... more

-   after Directing Herbert White / Writing Ellen West

When James Franco first spoke to me, he said, “Oh, shit. You’re... more

Woodcutter

It started when you dreamed you were dead & I had to go looking in other rooms for your body. Turned on each light... more

Death in the Family

my car scraped you and your bike alongside the highway,

in the grade below me over at the public high... more

Mathematics IIIIIIIIIII

A miracle trapped in a fur coat. A fur coat trapped in its original... more

from Saginaw Poem

2.

If someone would have told me to write a poem about Saginaw

            when I was living in Saginaw I... more

Polyphase Signals

I sit in the morning garden
slick
from last night’s rain

ants run in circles
across
the iron table  ... more

I dream of seeing your beautiful face somewhere other than in the familiar expressions captured in photographs on the internet

Essay On The Theory of Motion

You remember reading a poem once about a boy driving his grandmother to the library across town.... more

The Doctor’s Office

is windowless. He asks me to undress—You can wear this. He places a large white bird wing in my lap. It’s... more

POSTCARD

It is just beautiful –
the waves look like nothing

and the stars

choke on the air.

VARIOUS... more

tracy

what if i opened my mouth and a swarm of bees just, you know. the weather said it might rain, and i was like, 'okay.' this is... more

I Wrote a Eulogy for What We Used to Be

I sank into
what seemed like an endless abyss
of blue distraught and infinite... more

Icon

you have a room in your apartment just for painting pictures.

you sleep on the floor next to your computer and iPhone. the... more

HOMILY

In a world this red & watery, I have no choice but to be a wild animal waiting to be killed.  These laddered roses... more

My friend’s friend dated Mario Lopez in college

There you go, in the papers again. Your mouth a hawk dive; your fists up and... more

Big Boogie, Big Boogie, after watching the way you move through the years
I bet you could dance across water and sometimes I hold... more

307.9:
COMMUNICATION DISORDER

what hath God wrought stop
Houston
           we hold these truths to be... more

Discourse is a pretty forceful process, perhaps the most forceful of the superstructural processes available.
Everybody wants... more

[Idea for a picture]

A painter is painting a portrait with an observer beside him. Inside the portrait is a naked woman trying to... more

It’s time to stop relying on sunsets to help move us away from tonight and into tomorrow.

A request to the new tenant

Walls bare but for paint & hooks, floors bare but for stains & nails,
we leave... more

Portrait of Toothless Girl and Dead Hare
After Claudia Cortese and Andrew Wyeth’s “Christina’s World”

Dear Christina,

Ma shot... more

My Mother Reads From Her Dream Journal

I.

We—you, me, and your sisters—are in a room the size of a broom closet and you say to... more