Jackson

Now he can toddle we call him Godzilla “Liller!” he echoes, as cute as a curl In the peace of his nap with blocks and toy people we lay out a city complete with a mall But here comes Godzilla, arisen from slumber, lumbering in to liller it all First published in Creatrix Read more

Detoxing from you is harder than I thought. Coffee: ^ Chocolate: ^ Wine: ^ then \/ Company: ^ then \/ Flirting: ^ Successfully: ^ ^ Remembering your eyes: \/ First published in Creatrix Read more

my arms around my six-foot son hold only a little part of him Read more

(after reading Li Po) don’t know how far I’ll walk with you might be the long silk road might be just to the corner First published in Creatrix Read more

I will wander the wilderness I won’t listen to anyone but the trees I won’t look at the milestones I will look at the moon I will walk a long road I won’t run I won’t follow you I will meet you halfway I won’t scream like a banshee I MIGHT SCREAM LIKE A BANSHEE!… Read more

I was asked to write a poem of up to ten lines in response to each of four visual works by artists with disabilities. “this is my pink / tint of spiders singing / my nightwings / ruffling in the violin wind” “We be three confident chicks / with midnight feathers ’n’ legs like sticks” Read more