Shelf Space
Poems for the Rodeo Clown and other true stories.
Tag: Dragonscales
“Oh, no. Not at all. No, I certainly don’t see or hear things that others don’t,” he said to his new therapist, “but I swear on my dragon’s pajamas that my cat just saw a ghost.”
Cape May Detritus
A little riff in the sand when the tide goes out
Takin’ WormTongue & ToobLips Surfing On Mercury
97 degrees today, could feel like 117, with red alert air quality and oh, look, the sun’s a beach ball!
Wallflowers & Trapdoors
Flash. Bang. Shadows lingering.
Kick Pedals, Commas & Spec Fluids
I was just thinking…kick pedals & a throne.
iteare i rata
Enole ‘ni Mari, Seta vere ner. We made it. Anything that was not rock— the beautiful red rock— enferranti nisevia sim ci ne! as brilliant and as jeweled a red as ever— was scattered about and touched by flame. I collected one of your looking glasses, one you kept on …
Of Coffee Clouds & Fire
Leaning on the end of the mantel in Ms. Stein’s parlor.
Compatibility Issues & Digital Dyslexia
Roadtrip anyone?
Dutch
Happy Birthday, Musie!
She’s A Tidal River
We’ll edit later says a poet to a painter, now let’s go paint.