Category Archives: Poetry

Fireflies Comments Off

And these are my vices:
impatience, bad temper, wine,
the more than occasional cigarette...

Anyways Comments Off

Anyone born anywhere near
my home town says it this way,
with an s on the end:

When I Hear Your Name Comments Off

My compulsion is
to teach the birds to sing it,
to teach the fish to drink it...

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