Apr 03
Black Boots, Sheer Tops There’s this mom at my kid’s school who really looks like she knows her way around a cock. I see her at drop off every morning. She’s a tough cookie, a dream maker. She has her hair and nails done every Friday and knows a thing or two about the heat …
Mar 18
Arabia Felix She cracked, in Natick Eyes like black horses in an oil field It’s 7:15 am And the spring Issue of The Paris Review Is shit He will be the strange Sudden loss that changes everything, The late modernist who Broke her horn And stole her cinnamon As last night’s gin murderously Hits the …
Mar 06
Confessional Poetry More than our floor routine that night at Justine’s apartment, more than eating another lobster from the Boston Seafood Company, more than the sweet good life we could have had stealing paintings from the Louvre, more than the melatonin and the snow like a lake in the sun, more than the sobering clarity …
Feb 25
Infirm Glory Too many things are happening. Plots are resolved in 45 seconds which is how long it took me to come this morning when I jerked off to the Blade Angels. My feed is filled with footage of Adolph Hitler at the 1936 Olympics. I have no solution to the troubles. Besides, it’s Ash …
Jan 30
The Best Bar in Town for William Taylor Jr. It used to be the best bar in town. Strong drinks, cheap, a gentle roughness like a faded tattoo. The pool league met every Thursday and Ponyboy and his crew held the tables dollar on the out. Deb was there for lunch talking the Viking’s ear …
Nov 28
Montpelier Song I used to go to The Black Door every Friday to see Nicole. She was tall and slightly nordic or nordic once removed, a nose like a golden shovel of all the best lines, eyes in a dream state cor cordium, fearful symmetry. One night when the streets were dead and the moon …
Oct 10
Two Mouths The list and the refrain in Limerick, Maine is as good a way as any to begin a poem. Courting difficulty for difficulty’s sake is frowned upon. Oh what a world and you in that rotten dress. It was Bar Harbor, actually where you walked away, giving a list of reasons none which …
Sep 18
Capsule According to the questionnaire you’re not emotionally stable enough to get bangs which makes sense considering you just had your 19th nervous breakdown. This is before the vampires bleached their teeth, before the Seaport became the Seaport and our pizza place in Haymarket closed, when the giddyup girls still dated Satan’s men and Princess …
Aug 29
The Numbers Vivian, the psychic at the strip mall says I have multiple great loves. She says 2, 12 & 33 are my lucky numbers. Did you dream of weak fish or a fat tummy, a coffin denotes marriage, snow foretells a pleasant journey. Maybe I should get a dog or if not, how about …
Jul 07
The One in Which Jane Fonda Falls in Love with a Horse Gina’s apartment, 36 Grove. Matter eaten by black holes. O but Lance is here and the poets and provocateurs. I’m juggling a lot en route to beautiful plans. We’re talking beer matches and book clubs river dips in Berlin, why straight guys are …
