open letter to you (there)
death is an industry / no different than oil,
Poetry
Gordon's Testimonial
If it hadn't been for that, who knows?
the co-op parking lot
we came here years ago, buying pomegranate juice in a glass bottle
two worlds right next door to each other
almost crashed passing the township marker going north.
Morning Walk, 10/19/14
I am not a good thief
It was always like this:
on the lonely walk \ up the parking garage.
March 1st, 2023
I’ll be too tired to shave the meat off my thigh