Three Poems

I admit, / I’m an unnecessarily handsome / knockabout, nightly drunk to no apparent / effect. But, it’s nice to be worried about. / It’s almost like being cared… More

How She Penetrates

According to family lore, there was a great bonfire in which all of Jane’s possessions perished. Her journals, her clothes, her scrapbooks, her books, her typewriter, her school papers,… More