A BLANK-VERSE POEM A dime, a soul in blackness is its name. The inky spleen attracts passive sanctity; The hole, a thing not round, but stuck in deafness, A…
Read moreA BLANK-VERSE POEM Dancing like a clock ticking in the window, On the door, rapping in silhouettes, In black diamonds, downstairs, on the floor,
Read moreA BLANK-VERSE POEM Brown skin, like mine, of bread was eaten, like Punch, like fruit. Turpentine. In its descent, The bird—a fine man—the pocked, the smea…
Read moreA BLANK-VERSE POEM The cat-man of a fairytale, the galaxy Man, raw Saturn’s smile, or the last fire— The wolfman, my old father, kidnapped me Within holy, …
Read moreA BLANK-VERSE POEM Drunk-aware, Its Bimbo—the heir —the ironic Devil- red; it gallops slowly onward On its cusp of draping, blackest adders; The Ziz , elde…
Read moreA BLANK-VERSE POEM ‘Play fair,’ was said to It , to her , but not By her mother—her agent breast. By teeth, By fur, by opulent eyes. Mastery.
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