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Poem: Rain on the Awkward Grille

“Rain on the Awkward Grille” We sat in the Starbucks and I let you be. My silence was what you needed. It was enough to just be there, staring over Your shoulder at the rain on the awkward Car’s grille. Misbegotten: Sad but serviceable. Slowly, you...

Poem: The Rule of Forty-Two

“The Rule of Forty-Two” The built-ins offered solace That wistful Sunday morning. And the wife hadn’t yet come to. The sunrise-sparkled glassware And the new day promised chances To blind-eye what we both knew. “Not enough to get you lit, And...

Poem: The Swimming Pool

The Swimming Pool The vastness of oceans lay outside the Bedroom. Each morning it called me to praise. After we’d share in our long, breathy howl Naked I’d stumble two steps out the door And fall into the lavish blue waters Of another’s mistake....