6/30/16

the cottontail

perceives 

my toothlessness;

he unhurries his

forked gait

6/29/16

my hands
kissing
in dishwater

blued by
unsipped milk

6/28/16

our tired bodies

pass the warm afternoon

sunk in slumber,

glowing like

embers

6/27/16

shrieking with the happiness 

of summer hose water,

his mouth open so wide -

as if running

to take a bite of the day

6/26/16

summer snapshot,
the alley behind you
exploding with flowers -
shaggy thistle, chicory blue &
jumping like a sailor's whistle

6/25/16

The sting of
The scorpion bowl.
We are loud
And
Negligent.

6/24/16

lying down
in the empty corridor
of cloudy afternoon

gray narrow built
for thumbing poems

6/23/16

storm-awoken by
the clattering flash

my mouth dry and open,
still dreaming of the wide
river of death

6/22/16

the falling sun
ushers robins,
rabbits treeward

unspools the great strand
of rising fireflies

6/21/16

the old dog of ire
snoozing soft-jawed
by your feet

teeth fond and full
of your sweetness

6/20/16

our house is on fire
and you and i
shed water between
burning bricks
and the sky

6/19/16

sweat-on-sweat skin
gleaming through the
rebar constellations

i damply adorn
this sunbaked city

6/18/16

sweat-damp curls
crown this proud fever,
the body's fine work -

cornsilk circling
the swelling june ear

6/17/16

a finger of cigarette smoke
smoothing the tablecloth
dreamlike -

                    his brass impala
kneels in a thicket
of knick knacks

6/16/16

thunder simmers
a black bruise

the house is darkly still;
old pewter glassed behind
the high wall of rain

6/15/16

all this wine
these women
seated at one another's
right hand
like knives

6/14/16

morning tears open
the sky like a hangnail

coral pink shock
sky swollen
with grey boulders

6/13/16

under the droop of
flowerheads,
air ferries
solemn-faced
little flies

6/12/16

when we sang

your name

you stretched a smile

as wide as the hilltops,

high as the strawberry moon

6/11/16

i wrap
toy cars and blocks
no gift
the match
for his trusting kiss

6/10/16

i watch a street corner kiss

from a borrowed car -

the whole drive home

my jaw works a pinch

of stolen thyme, bitter bloom

6/9/16

i follow you

up and down

the mountain

shoulders brushing 

the overgrowth

6/8/16

the teeth
you sharpened
can break skin

tender finger
held out for a kiss

6/7/16

drinking

tuesday's
bourbon

with

houseplants

6/6/16

the rain
drew
a curtain

the valley
gray silk

6/5/16

her soul spilling
a trail of honey
through a room
rubbed dry
with cardamom

6/3/16

i let him push his cars
over the humped backs
of gravestones,
hope the tolerant ghosts
of mothers are smiling

6/2/16

lightning glints in dark
like a church-hung lantern

arriving storms shoot their
black cannons and gallop
down the mountain

6/1/16

in the pink tub

i pour water through 

his babyfine hair

he closes his eyes and smiles,

birthday in three days