Category: Poetry

Stinking rotten egg smell We stampede out of the mill To escape the burning pain Of sulfur brewing in the molten steel Sundays only No inspectors Fire and brimstone

Grief (National Poetry Month) Historically There was a time When this month Would flood my feed with poetry This year I see mostly grief Perhaps it’s the echo-chamber algorithm Reflecting my pain back to me Maybe in all my moving, I’ve lost my ties to that community Possibly I’m too stuck on what poetry was […]

We stomp through deep soft snow Clear white unblemished sparkling in the sun untouched by any form of life A vast field sloping toward dark green trees in the mountains of Poland We are searching for wolves Hunting for wolf tracks In four days No wolves sighted No wolf tracks found Two days later I […]

something rises up New Orleans, September 3-5, 2005 something rises up out of muddy waters out of the rot that festers in the world’s eye the bravery of my class the disinherited that nothing can drown: not the affectless indifference of the ones unfit to rule: whose power is not any power at all whose […]

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