Friday, June 24, 2016


She carves herself
into a rocking chair,
and finds her place
on the porch.

In a steady sway
of grainy regret,
the hurt of having
flesh remains.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Amphibian Polygamy

We have joined a nudist colony of toads--
a slippery, slimy, intoxicating plunge.

By moonlit pools of treacherous muck,
we catch last glimpses of our love.
Zucchini blossoms
abort themselves
over well-fertilized soil.

Along a gravel path,
so littered with weeds,
a stranger asks

if we have children