The Last Two Roses
It’s an early evening in November and I’ve just come from the Armory where this season’s distrust and our perennial hope have grown a...
The Last Two Roses
Cardinal on a Chain-link Fence
The Lure
Let the Clover Grow
The Blank Space
Still Wonder
Into Your Hands
Not Found Poem
I am a rock.
White Mushrooms
January 1st
Epistolary Requiem
Stonewall Inn, June 27, 1999
During my Department Zoom Meeting
Wiling Away
Wait, I think I've seen this one...
A Return
They'll Do.
The Chorus
Shopping List at The End