Monthly Archives: April 2011

Homage To My Hips 0

these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.

The Ballad of Sigmund Freud 0

When not enough folks were getting sick
A starving young physician tried to better his position
By discovering what made his patients tick.

Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things to Worry About 1

My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.