Bodies of Water

Bodies of Water

We sit on the veranda at assisted livinglooking across the fake pond at the trees.Their reflections shiver as a breeze ripplesthe murky surface of the water. You speakof rivers and creeks and how all thingsmake their way to the sea.I can’t forget that everything in...
grand(father) sheds his grudges

grand(father) sheds his grudges

There are tubes sticking out of his body,his body cannot process his wastinganymore and I ask his body if its sick of beinghis body,what would itbe if it were not hisbody? His body firesbile through tubes instead of his mouth,his mouth a cracked gun barrel that...
Al-Eashiq

Al-Eashiq

I called 99 namesand the wind whispered yours through the west rib of my faith. Through the east rib, our hands joined in prayer push out a newBeloved, could I lay you gently on my Butcher’s stone so our blood can stream like pearls down the corridorsof relentless...
Mending Ruth

Mending Ruth

Saukfield in late August gives up the ghost of summer with abrupt abandon. End of day temperatures drop with sudden coolness like an American Spirit extinguished in a leaf-clogged swimming pool. Not much of a swimming pool. An inflatable vinyl ring that holds the...