Holding Hands For A Corporate Team-Building Exercise With Someone I’ve Never Spoken To Before
after Mekeila
Poetry
My City Beats Your City Every Day
Gary’s a city, too, and all due respect to the city of Gary and its residents, but Gary thanks God for my city.
3 nDada Poems
A visual poetry triptych
Eat me (or take a bite)
(I disgust myself)
Tragedy among the Peaches
I no longer understand the language of birds,
Fish
poetry and fish / have certain things / in common
If Cerberus Was A Bitch
Good girl!