June 23, 2021
New American Anthology
The march of the barbarians…
Our cities rust like Rome; some are disintegrating,
the color of rust, or is that blood?
Perhaps the most striking example of this involves a secret online group,
its members are critics labeled the Chardonnay Mob, organized cretins.
They are said to be vicious. Take no prisoners. The more I see,
the more I think of Jiang Qing,
June 20, 2021
Forgive Him
Smudging the newsprint
like the half-print of a hoof in the snow
with my forefinger, I am asking him
to trace the ideograms as far back as they go.
But he is a poor hunter—I know that now.
He is poor at many things.
Once, he called my bruises to their names.
June 16, 2021
WE ALL HAVE THESE SPLINTERS WE HIDE IN THE GROSSEST WAYS
Don’t judge the flies
dive-bombing the phantasm
in your mouth
or the boar that suckles on wood
missing its mother
sometimes you just have to latch
where it hurts most
June 14, 2021
He was a real peephole pleaser
Reversed eyelet for everyone to view inside
$10 for the tenants
$15 street folk