twenty-six, and counting


Poems

a bottle stopper for a heart, round at the one end,the other one sharp,perfectly balanced, if you hold it just rightfitting my neck to a T – I’d always found it difficult to admit tothe obvious sin of not being perfect, a painstaking shame in the face of failuremeasuring myself against the Trees of my […]

March 26, 2023

zwischen den Zeilen


Poems

das Haus ist überfüllt und leer zugleich,nur hie und da ein leises Echomeiner selbst,die Räume dröhnenin der sich ausbreitenden Stille nur die Gemäldehängen weiter dort wo sie sollten,die Gesichter, umrahmt von Gold und Silber, drehen sich zu mir,folgen meinen Schritten undscheinen mir zu zwinkern und die Blumen ranken sichauf ihrem grauen Grundwachsen weiter, wachsen weiterihrer […]

February 28, 2022

of runners and moons


Poems

I saw a runner jog past my window, on the dark and empty street below me and I envied him his freedom to go running at 9:31 p.m. without a care in the world            I’d wanted to go for a run, too, today but I was working and when I was done, it was […]

January 29, 2022

magnificat


Poems

anxious to please and breathless from the spinning of her world she stands there, crackling with the anger of a thousand licking flames desperate for approval, or anger, or both, any emotional reaction would do – for how could anyone know how it felt, truly, to be her, gravel in her mouth and water in […]

April 27, 2021

printemps


Poems

Worte fliehen leise,sanft,aus deinen Augen, deinem Mund,sie streben hoch und immer höherin die Dämmerung Richtung Mond draussen sieht es müde aus,die Bäume rauschen ohne Eiferich sitz’ in meinem Schneckenhausund in mir drin wird’s leiser jetzt ist es Herbst, bald kommt der Winterwärmer wird’s wohl lang nicht mehrwas davor ist, das weiss ich schon, nur: was […]

January 27, 2021

ghost-making


Poems

tap-tap he cries and listens to your soul at night tok-tok he sings and grins into your heart at nightchop-chop he flings and murders your light dreams at nighthear-hear he roars and hits your fucking shins at night “you say you made a ghost of me, maybe that is true; you seem to have forgotten, […]

November 27, 2020