Selected Poetry
I was shocked to see / beyond what I could touch, what I liked / so much, to the little twist, one source / of your pain.
This is a train with / cars: cigarette at the dining car
“La Belle Époque,” Bicoastal Review, Issue 8 — Winter 2024/2025 (audio)
Hummingbirds // interrogate the feeder—a buzz / like bullets passes the ear.
Like coming upon the cliff's edge, / shocked by the height, having never / seemed to have climbed
Day broke, bankrupt, brought / only hints of morning, blue // and lunar through the / curtains.
“Night Without,” Copper Nickel, Issue 13 — Winter 2010
Turning spears and arrows into sparrows / and setting them loose inside / the mirrored walls of the city’s / unerring ears.
It begins like sin / in the slow backwater and pools
“Ice Forms on the Milwaukee River,” Boulevard, Volume 21.1 — Fall 2006