The Racers

August 21, 2018

as mothers hollered

and moths collided

the sweaty, mashed-hair kids

raced once more

through the streetlights’ fresh dots

then said their goodbyes

and pedaled slowly home

not yet understanding

how quickly summers go


Rawboned Branches

January 4, 2018

long rawboned branches

stretch far through a freezing fog

to scratch the sky’s back

forgotten bird flies

through a freezing moonlit mist

singing Auld Lang Syne

Well Worn Blankets

December 30, 2017

falling sky

flaking skin




into well worn blankets

the bulging blue trash bag

stuffed with wadded wrapping paper

rotting turkey innards

and quickly fading memories

waits patiently in the snow

The Prequel

December 28, 2017

i’m too far along in years

to atone for every past transgression

but I can begin writing a prequel

to some future life

Foul Traveler

December 28, 2017

this foul traveler

a sudden unwelcome guest

winter stays here now