No Right to Turn

To tattle tale on spies is most unwise. They’ll boil you in contempt and baste with lies. Though vigilance defines a freedom lover, they’ll put you in the ground and call it cover. Their evil … Read more

Elephantine Teen

Gigantic youth. Ruler of the jungle gym. Chewing crayons like pez. Unearthing the sandbox. Grown to colossal teen. Eating the phone book. Pimples like doughnuts. Squashing the school bus. Redistributing. Redecorating. Head of the class. … Read more

Scavenger Protege

I’m going to buy some chickens down in Chinatown. On Kneeland Street, you hear them bleat, their entrails on the ground. They’re disemboweled daily. The pigeons have a feast. It seems an end, alas, my … Read more

Type Setter

We met in the lower register. My wings set her hair on fire. We agreed upon a moon and put it in writing. The heavy type was used to build our dream house. A first … Read more

Candy

How soon before the pumpkins rot. And leave behind the orange dot. The viscous game, decomposition. Sunrise as life’s last musician. Aswoon, the fallow season drops. The moons lined up like lollypops.

Nicotine Nanny

Beside the bassinet, she’ll light her cigarette. The babies in her care have smoke rings in their hair. Sometimes near diaper rashes, you’ll even find her ashes. And baby’s first words often are simply, "please … Read more

Elementary, My Dear Grammar

Abstract addition. Subversive subtraction. Rabid multiplication. Joy division. Golly geometry. Southern calculus. Recession. Principal’s officer. Superintendent hero. School board stiff. Busdriver ed. Monkey bars and grills. Chalkboard outlines. Hot lunch date. Hall Monitor and Merrimac. … Read more

Sundried

Horizon gone blank. Soap pond, floating. Forty billion mutilated filters. Haiku heaven has shortened us, pulled us with extravagant blurbs toward ruffled outskirts we poach and penetrate. O, exchequer of ecstasy, blue dot neophyte, Elvis … Read more

Charm School Bully

He slapped the smile off the face of the etiquette boy. And batted his batting eyelashes. His "Pardon me, sir" was more like a slur and always resulted in clashes. He even learned how executing … Read more

On File

The state has assumed full control of my life, despite all my better intentions. They monitor me through computers, you see, and other more subtle inventions. The cable t.v. is looking at me, it’s one … Read more

Tao of Now

Tap our phones and cramp our styles. Lock us up without fair trials. Check our luggage for nail files. We will not be cowed. Keep tabs on library books. Categorize us by looks. Sometimes kings … Read more

Ghost’s Night Off

The ghost of mediocrity is out bowling for dollars. Ten pins, he wins, the counter spins, he flies around and hollers. The game is just a sidelight. He should really be asleep. But smashing wood … Read more

Men O’War

The righteous will die with the damned, a puzzle all over the land. The pieces are covered with blood. We’re working our way to the flood. The troops are well-meaning, of course, a brave and … Read more

Mate

My love for the Queen is out of check. Want to storm her castle like a knight. Call the bishop, I am sweet love’s pawn. King me in the palace of romance.