When I read your name on the toe tag, I don’t believe it right away. Then I see your ankle tattoo, faded but still the same shape.
January 2023
Ouroboros (and other poems)
Ouroboros I find myself in a political debate with a timber rattlesnake slithering out of the fescue. It asks me…
Getting Dressed, 1981
The walls are white and bare. This is because what you put on bedroom walls is important, defining. I’m learning this by visiting with friends, seeing their bedroom walls decorated with posters of basketball stars, handsome quarterbacks, rock bands, even centerfolds in one case.