I’m from
potholes in the bóithrín road
limestone walls
whitethorn bushes
aged fields and mossy stones
drip-drip hedges before
a blue farm gate
apples rotting under...
Rain (sex) Rain (sex) Rain
I want you on my faceRunning rivers into my earsDrowning my (fuck) muddled mindWashing me clean
Transformed to a tall oakLeaving...
Barred Owl
Wind ruffles her mask,
white down fringed in black, her dark
eyes steeled to the task.
Hooked beak wide she drills
the air with a caterwaul
of...
Dry Splash
All these years we’ve been worried about
the sea levels rising,
when what we should have paid attention to
was the fresh water levels falling.
Long-forgotten riverbeds...
Aleinu
Dear Allen Ginsberg, no angelheaded hipster am I,nor have I ever seen those staggering Mohammedan angels–not in my deepest swirling dreams.Some life force always...
Patty
As all eyes close against younothing that really matters could yield to the wisdomwith which you suffer like an amorphous shadereaching over the desperate...
When Her Boyfriend Leaves
the dense wooden door slams shut with only a fewcentimeters of clearance from the cold tile floor,forcing a gust of frigid...
Found Poem in Christmas LetterFrom a Former Blond Bombshell
Our abilities shrink daily.Dave is on his walker.I am on oxygen.We are often cranky.
Goldenrod
I saw my...
