Category Archives: My poems

The comfort of your body beside me in the hours after midnight is not that you will always be there but that you’re there now. I don’t believe in forever. I think I did as a child, kneeling at the … Continue reading →

Sunrise Mart Just now while I was meditating I saw you (not really but you know) outside the cart return at Wegmans, dark green flannel (unbuttoned over a black tee shirt) flapping in a cold wind. I asked are you … Continue reading →

the unmoving stars go uniformly westward chai growing cold beside me I page through a book of mystic poems these days everything is closer to my skin and my nerves push up toward the sky like saplings looking for sunlight … Continue reading →

avocado toast with the saints “how do you still do it?” our friends ask, “sit across from one another like nothing happened?”but that’s exactly not what we’re doing we sit across from one another like all of it happened like … Continue reading →

avocado toast with the saints for Gina “how do you still do it?” our friends ask, “sit across from one another like nothing happened?” but that’s exactly not what we’re doing we sit across from one another like all of … Continue reading →