Poems

The Errand I’ve been going right on, page by page, since we last kissed, two long dolls in a cage, two hunger-mongers throwing a myth in […]

The Evil Eye It comes oozing out of flowers at night, it comes out of the rain if a snake looks skyward, it comes out of […]

The Evil Seekers We are born with luck which is to say with gold in our mouth. As new and smooth as a grape, as pure […]

The Exorcists And I solemnly swear on the chill of secrecy that I know you not, this room never, the swollen dress I wear, nor the […]

The Expatriates My dear, it was a moment to clutch for a moment so that you may believe in it and believing is the act of […]

The Fallen Angels They come on to my clean sheet of paper and leave a Rorschach blot. They do not do this to be mean, they […]

The Farmer’s Wife From the hodge porridge of their country lust, their local life in Illinois, where all their acres look like a sprouting broom factory, […]

The Firebombers We are America. We are the coffin fillers. We are the grocers of death. We pack them in crates like cauliflowers. The bomb opens […]

The Frog Prince Frau Doktor, Mama Brundig, take out your contacts, remove your wig. I write for you. I entertain. But frogs come out of the […]

The Fury Of Abandonment Someone lives in a cave eating his toes, I know that much. Someone little lives under a bush pressing an empty Coca-Cola […]