yourself at the solid bottom of the grandest canyon stark faced with the most ancient of conveniences meandering up permitted towards groundswell 100degreeday waterfall afternoon on the briefest flat of the trail Tags: freeverse, nature, poem, poetry
the wrong change again Poetry and Prose / May 15, 2008 each time laughing at super mini mary paz 3 avocados and sack… Read Post »
Road Sign 33-1/3rd Poetry and Prose / March 13, 2006 life clipping by at 33 and one third speed stand here hugging… Read Post »
Origins of Tapioca Poetry and Prose / June 4, 2006 Pondering the origins of tapioca is it a gelatin or does it… Read Post »
Note from Pe Ell… Poetry and Prose / March 15, 2007 It’s been snowing here all fucking day. Only about 3″ but it… Read Post »
Groan Poetry and Prose / March 30, 2007 and I’ve seen the best minds of my generation sequestered in cubicles… Read Post »
Bridge Poetry and Prose / March 13, 2006 i can’t cross into new york city across the george washington bridge… Read Post »