Bio (they/them)
Wallowed-out nemean hide of the cub of the Nothing incensed to life by a sneeze.<br />Human theremin transposing the movements of hummingbirds and oak leaves into whatever key most dog whistles muddle in.<br />Bowling ball esteem bored into a crack in the grin of the Rio Grande gorge. <br />Dangling modifier.<br />Moon in Sagittarius.
Rain clown.
Poems Submitted This Year:
- June 01, 2026 Inset set in a stress test pestling blood clots grown to the girth of bones
- June 02, 2026 There can only be one
- June 03, 2026 Ode to the overgrown roe that he’d carved a plush niche in, this smoldering bulb of a cosmonaut, trodding the match-frail gangplank coddled ‘twixt Coltrane’s teeth in a splinter of reticent ecstasy—
- June 04, 2026 taratantara for all of the doddering children, picking out plots in macadam-clad potter's fields
- June 05, 2026 (Lilliput's favorite son contests her concussion and all the gilt fairykin gripping a brittle soliloquy woebegone gods had forgotten to blot from the cosmic record)
- June 06, 2026 (following some quaint quote on the calendar all the way down to the mouth of the ant mound):
- June 07, 2026 horse head hypotenuse
- June 08, 2026 to anyone listening, soft as the grave suiseki assuages a cataract's grip
- June 09, 2026 (my rainbow adidas high tops tucked in the trash, now reeking of all that it was to be twenty and scrubbing the saws of a kriegerland butcher shop)
- June 10, 2026 (on seeing some three young women, sprawled out amongst church chimes, sporting the same black, over-sized hoodie affording its back to a local contractor)
- June 11, 2026 Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye and I shall taste eternal joy. O, Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye and I shall taste eternal joy. O, Let me be a grain of sand in heaven’s eye and I shall taste eternal (as per Alice Goodman)
- June 12, 2026 somebody changed the locks on that vast, black mansion of shame that I'd haughtily squatted in; still, the picture window's open, still, wan eaves bent under a hangnail
- June 13, 2026 hypothesis strumming the heart bone
- June 14, 2026 apocalypse seems a semordnilap for what
- June 15, 2026 as hyde shall hide in his hide no more
- June 16, 2026 thumb-twiddled throat bone groping ad nauseam
- June 17, 2026 skipping affliction
- June 18, 2026 Is it really like this everywhere
- June 19, 2026 stammering deadbolt playing at penitent piston
- June 20, 2026 heaven can wait
- June 21, 2026 all roads lead to a throttling, cherubic stoplight, tugging at overwrought powerlines even Pinocchio thinks no more than leader some fly-fisher clips with but dollar store nailclippers
- June 22, 2026 Calling all country surgeons
- June 23, 2026 tangram
- June 24, 2026 (commemorative) postage stamp
- June 25, 2026 maxim
- June 26, 2026 in light of a photo's foibles time distends to the sallow of crackerjack condos
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