Here is how we whistle for hammer head sharks --steely torpedoes awaiting to be soft served in bowls of sweet meat we won't finish before dark-- let them swim to a shoreline of 1000 suns curved like so many jaws, abutments of bone between now & minutes shook hence in tremors before this island volcanos …
Touch (Abstraction)
There are hospitals where hands are a type of medicine I smooth the tremulous lines along your temples with my palm In these cellular rooms, bodies are worshipped in religions of disrepair We burden our mouths to carry more than language I align your tremulous temples in the rooms of my palm There are hospitals …
Lunch Hour
I sat at the statue on the corner waiting for him. For at least two weeks I've practiced being present and focusing on my breath. For those 10 minutes I breathed with presence and Not Thinking so nicely it would have been okay if he didn't show up. But I wanted to be present. I …
White Van, Shattered Mirror
I was hit by a van this morning. My first day back at work after taking half of my birthday week off, and this happens. At the intersection, I waited for a huge, slow moving blue bus to lumber to the corner and do a meditative right turn. The light changed as the bus was …
The Dirty Rat 