Category: Poetry

May 3, 2017

Stuck real good

Well, well, well So you’ve found yourself asleep, somewhere in the vicinity of 5…

March 21, 2017

I. I show up Tuesday night after bawling in the car—every last Indigo Girls song,…

July 8, 2016

This life is what I ordered, not a drive-through but a supper club This…

April 18, 2016

Summer arrived this weekend, three and a half weeks into official spring Saturday was a glorious…

April 1, 2016

Having just eaten a lion’s share of: broasted chicken, ribs, deep fried corn fritters, buttered…

March 4, 2016

The hipster blows his schnoz thick burgundy plastic eyeframes, a Mac, minimum drip coffee purchase, furrowed brow…

February 19, 2016

You see it and you go impulse born of need to move in advance of…

January 25, 2016

Dear Pup: You are coming. You are so small, and your eyes protrude.…

January 8, 2016

A calculator is rendered useless if it loses just one key enter the absence of…

October 7, 2015

Never have I potted a plant with such rough hands Re-potting though it was…