the song of my people
my ancestors—/ celtic, anglo, scandinavi—/ i wrote / when green / invocations to..
Tag: poetry
Idiolect
Idiolect I am a world uninhabited except by me. Only I understand its language. In that world is a catalpa tree. It lived in the backyard of my childhood home on Thompson Avenue in Kansas City, Missouri. My oldest sister thinks that tree was at the Jackson Street house, but I never lived there. At…
tanka journal 2026 may 3
new lilac tree’s / sketch of blossoms…
My Friend Facade
My friend Facade is writing a history of the hive mind…
(untitled)
young dog howls…
Valentine’s Day 2026
Roses are apple…
First Valentine
Roses are individual manifestations of a type…
mouse
in this brutal winter / when hawks are slaying…
Speech! (poem)
He gave a speech about tariffs and toilets, or maybe it was about bribes and bidets.
Home schooled (poem)
Our puritan home / housed a ghost…