Sea Devil
It was not curiosity so much as
a calling that brought the fish
paddling up through the gradient
of ocean, the hideous yaw
of her mouth opened as if
in astonishment, exposing
the rows & rows of teeth
Considering Starlink
While we tussle with thoughts of Elon Musk, of Earth,
the Moon and Mars, our particles adrift——
the stars and satellites that light our paths——
The Invisible Stenographer Listens to the Dead
The Invisible Stenographer is a persona that found me a few years ago. Some people say poetry can’t change a life, but I beg to differ. She (the Gregg shorthand gal) kept me going at a time when my life was horrible. She was fun to write about, crazy, sometimes terribly sad. I’m giving her an awful lot of credit and it sounds ridiculous, I know …
Club Escape
The long line leaning toward the doorman’s crossed
and tattooed arms, the stamp of stymied heels,
the sighed frustration of the vape-exhaust,
the outright bribes and liner-eyed appeals