May 19, 2023 | Poetry
I’m dreaming of a bellyful of fire, I’ve been dead for so long. Smoke on the horizon, but no smolder in my soul. She walks with matches.May 19, 2023 | Poetry
The leaves screaming in flat voices as timber falls.May 19, 2023 | Poetry
I rode my bike the other day. First time in ten years. Childhood howitzer, flying down a hill, arms flung wide. Glowing eyes, flaming fingertips, head back,...May 19, 2023 | Poetry
In confession, fathers speak in tongues, mothers weep holy water. Sons are kindling, to feed the great machine.May 19, 2023 | Poetry
She was no longer alone. For the moment. Roused by rain trickling between breasts. Smokey tresses, anguished eyes, invention of constant Baptism.May 19, 2023 | Poetry
On the seventh day the fire wasn’t easy. Sargasso Sea crashed and burned. Eve and Adam at the Pillars of Hercules, nibbling canned dolphin.