Free verse and Election 2020
I am undone with a sequence of dreams
and a trip over tiles
spelling _OUR_ON at the corner of St. …
Free verse and loss
In loving memory of Brandi Scanlon
I scour the halo from my bones in denial. This ending of yours comes unbound from the pages of Marvel, where we’d scamper the waywards of New Orleans to ride mechanical bulls and squat on thrones.
I am amiss in the stream of a wildfire on this laptop atop photos…