Dilemma

Two overbearing gods need you. They hate each other. Each begs you to have nothing to do with the other. Each faults your personality if you don’t abandon the other. You know you’d be so much happier if you flipped both off and ran away. But you can’t. So [...]

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Haninger: The Fig Tree

Surely you remember
the years I stood falling under the weight
of golden fruit
I longed for you to try;
and the many times you passed,
but never turned to me,
never smelled my branch or loved my shade,
or heard my cry;
and, when the worm finally came
to strip me dead,
how you healed the leper and the lame,
but never stopped for me.
You [...]

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Family Troubles

I said I needed a safe space to sing and pace and be a wildflower. The only response I got was that I should take my wildflower outside because it’s annoying to people who want quiet. But they always want quiet, except when they’re arguing. And when they’re arguing and I say [...]

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Meltingly Beautiful “Prayer” by Secret Garden

The image/philosophy I see in the song: Hansel and Gretel, frightened, lost in the woods at dusk, unable to see the trail of stones that leads them home to their Secret Garden (Nirvana, Heaven, inner peace, true self). As they go to sleep, they ask whoever is listening for protection and love. They [...]

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The Pigeon’s Madness

Another year, O cockatoos,
children of children of birds.
You, who flaunt your trills in high-feathered boas
and ruffles on your chests –
what is it you do, year after year,
that affects such a warbling war-cry
avenging the name of the besieged dovecote?
Is it that you follow the sparrow’s anthem high and low?
Or is it that you tame your song
to [...]

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Norman: A Bit of Earth

A bit of earth,
She wants a little bit of earth.
She’ll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow,
The flowers bloom,
But is their bounty
What she needs?
How can she chance
To love a little bit of earth?
Does she not know?
The earth is old,
And doesn’t care if
One small girl wants things to grow.
She needs a friend.
She needs a father,
Brother, sister,
Mother’s arms.
She [...]

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Pigeon at the Foot of the Gate

The pigeons at the foot of Regina’s gate blend like a bog.
The pigeon of interest – named Pigeon – is of no interest at all.
Bones clung with chintzy feathers, Pigeon waits for its daily
dinner. The pigeons start when the iron creaks sweetly to welcome
those coming before the birds’ benefactress: clattering
guardsmen with axes and shields, [...]

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I lay disarmed

I lay disarmed one night with the realization
that I was funny, but I never laughed,
that I was fun, but I never enjoyed,
that I was pretty, but I never admired,
that I was amazing, but I never marveled,
that I was reliable, but I never trusted,
that I was likable, but I never approved,
that I was desirable, but I [...]

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Snakes in the Piano

Some coral snakes once found their way
under a piano lid;
Up the scale and down the scale
their scaly bodies slid.
From the open strings they bowed
a rancid melody.
I cannot say what key it was,
except the devil’s key.
Their minor seconds, clusters, tritones
made their own skins crawl.
But worst of all, they played some crap
from “High School Musical”.

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Post-Postmodernism

(cue History Channel European accent) I like post-postmodernism. A lovely place to breathe. Though I must disagree with what many say about post-post-modernists. I’m not hip, and the implication that I’m anti-Republican is simply not true: I see all political parties trying to live on pieces of life instead of loving the unbreakable whole of [...]

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