boats against the current

Self-Portrait as the Trembling Giant

We stood together, my son and i, in that 130 acre park looking for descendants, for those who slashed through entire mountain ranges and populated outcroppings, those who meander like stoney walls

Watch the World Melt Hear it Crash and The Fog of It

weeds

My ode to weeds.

lune

Tanka Boats Against the Current

A Bus Window in Mankato, MN

"You stare out the window that ruptures two foggy atmospheres: your soft exhalations / and the biting whisper that lurks just outside / as your head tilts toward the latter / and rests on expectation / that glass will never shatter."

Boy Scouts

"Moonstruck curiosity follows its collusions / across canisters and fishing line, / waiting for it to disappear in a dark corner, / but the tent stretches on. "

Writing cranks a grinder and feeds a movement

An ekphrastic N + 7 poem. Art inspiration: Celestial Pablum, by Remedios Varo (1958)

Christine Isn't Home Right Now

Bicycle

A poem about, but also not really about the time I learned to ride a bike.

there's just no blueprint

i pluck them out one-by-one like stray strands

Poem - Humming