Category: Poetry
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to my stagnant energy
In which it’s everything & nothing
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INTO A NEW YEAR (AFTER LUCILLE)
In which I am ready for a new year (thank you Lucille)
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SEX IS DEATH
“What do I want to do this year? What do most people do in a year? What do the birds do? What does it all add up to? What does it mean to love writing? What else can I do? What happened all summer long?” — Sheila Heti
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LABOR DAY, 38
In which everything & nothing is the same
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LABOR DAY, 35
“Everything’s cool, I’m great, it’s fine” — Father John Misty, “Just Dumb Enough to Try”
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when all the news is bad
in which I am seriously trying to be optimistic
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Birds of Apolonia, Tales from Araceli
in which my nieces amaze me like usual
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An Impossible Gift
A poem for my mother on Mother’s Day.
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Connections
My nephew’s heart.
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Kateri
In which Hot Priest unfortunately does not tell me to kneel
ARH 