Poetry

  • 50 Shades of Spring

    Such an ecstasySpring is puffing and swelling on its rideLike a new bride, it tides melancholy from all the sidesPiling growth upon growth like wavesSpring…

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  • Garbage

    Ah! love, let us be trueTo one another! for this garbage, which seemsTo go like an end of a diseaseSo large, so filthy, so toxicHas…

  • Your Plan?

    (After Ryszard Krynicki) You won’t feel the rise in temperatureYou won’t have to think about the extinct animalsYou won’t ponder over the plastic and its…

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  • Stratigraphy

    This poem is formatted in a shape resembling a rock formation. It is intended to be read first as in standard English, left to right,…

  • At the Window

    I pray to the Invisible: Please protect usfrom blizzard and hail, from blaze and swelter,from flying insects that sting and swarm,from pestilence and sulfurous miasma,and…

  • Any Time Spent

    Any time spentNot making babies.Or not making money. Any time spentNot tilling the soil.Or not dancing the floor. Any time spentNot watching the sunset.Or watching…

Articles and Prose

  • Untitled

    Where you go, you go nowhere.But the question dies with the outer shineThe summer ended, but not in my soulI yearn for spring, but it’s…

  • 50 Shades of Spring

    Such an ecstasySpring is puffing and swelling on its rideLike a new bride, it tides melancholy from all the sidesPiling growth upon growth like wavesSpring…

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  • Garbage

    Ah! love, let us be trueTo one another! for this garbage, which seemsTo go like an end of a diseaseSo large, so filthy, so toxicHas…

  • Your Plan?

    (After Ryszard Krynicki) You won’t feel the rise in temperatureYou won’t have to think about the extinct animalsYou won’t ponder over the plastic and its…

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  • R.I.P. Brickmover

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  • This Drop

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  • Wonders in the Shadows of the Costa Rican Rainforest

    At the end of 2024, I was on a surf trip in Costa Rica. Seeking peace and quiet from the hustle and bustle of the…

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  • The Reason the U.S. No Longer Exists

    by T. G. Metcalf The teacher, a woman in her early forties, was seated at a table in her study. The students were scattered within…

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  • A Suite of Sprawling Cattails Occupy a Suburban Woodland’s Edge

    Spaces between the built and natural environment host transient goers. Herbaceous materials gently waver, offering fluffed seedy packets.Delicious debris diffuses along the paved-unpaved zone.Woodland soundscapes rapidly…

  • Feeding Dynamics Across the Land-Sea Interface

    by Josh Kesling Autumnal wrack lines linearly diffuse across beachscapes, demarcating the relationships between land and sea. Peppered with copper browns and aged maroons, not…

  • Stratigraphy

    This poem is formatted in a shape resembling a rock formation. It is intended to be read first as in standard English, left to right,…

  • At the Window

    I pray to the Invisible: Please protect usfrom blizzard and hail, from blaze and swelter,from flying insects that sting and swarm,from pestilence and sulfurous miasma,and…