A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

poetry

  • Let Me Drown

    She worries about me. She saysyou’re selfish; that you have lessto lose here than I do.…

  • Bonnie

    I pulled the albums off the shelf in searchof photos of a calico cat, arrayed in…

  • NESB

    Can I speak with the doctor, please? He’s in with a patient at the moment. Can…

  • History; His Story

    Fragility: you lookevery one of your ninety-three yearslying here in this hospital bed,this temporary holder of…

  • The Game of Love

    I.Your look, piercingly softin its gentle intensity,burning the invisible scarsyou left behind that daywe breathed each…

  • Can I Be

    [Verse 1]I don’t linger next to mirrors,don’t let silence loiter long.I keep my heart well guarded,sing…

  • the touch of ink-stained hands

    How best can I put into words my lovefor you? How can I show you how…

  • After the Lizardfolk

    I trace my lips to see if they’re still real.They tingle yet from when they met…

  • Feels Like Home

    I sat to write some verse along the linesof losing myself in your eyes and arms,because…

  • dark fantasy

    I wonder if you still have any interestin hearing my darkest desires? There’s one I held…

  • Valium

    She said it would help the pain. I’d only heardit used for anxiety or sleep, and…

  • Ashka

    I’ve a way with words, I’m so often told it,and I do believe it, but once…

  • River Flows in You

    I’m claiming them all back, you know.You broke me into pieces and I had no choicebut…

  • the weave

    Raw and alive, this tapestry accepts meas if it has waited the entirety of known history(and…

  • Covert

    A war of attrition. Why am I surprisedthat you don’t fight fairly? You never did.I was…