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  • Obsequies

    This poem first appeared in January 2026 in the online journal The Beatnik Cowboy. Obsequies Now that it’s done and dim, let’ssmoke cigarettes and paintmy floors blue. Fire the lawyers,hire a small plot of happy. Throw back the curtainsin the drive-up motel. Crackedvinyl and an empty parking lotand wonder how to leave next. O to…

  • A Small Town

    This poem first appeared in May 2018 in the online journal Typishly. A Small Town This town where my wife and I have made a life is the largest I’ve lived in. For her it is the smallest. In her old city shopping was anonymous. She bought wine at warehouses. Since moving here, she dresses for…

  • Swept Away

    This poem first appeared in print in the Spring 2018 issue of Evening Street Review. Order a copy now for 2018 delivery. Swept Away I could sweep the floor at your suggestion, timed perfect with undermeaning. I could take the broom and delicately move across the kitchen floor, or 

I might sweep that floor in…

  • The Details Are Available

    This poem first appeared in print in the Spring 2018 issue of Evening Street Review. Order a copy now for 2018 delivery. The Details Are Available A webcam, internet address embedded in the video, sits feet away from a nesting pair of eagles in Decorah. 70,000 daily viewers, mostly school children, watch every move of…

  • At Work

    This poem first appeared in print in the Spring 2018 issue of Evening Street Review. Order a copy now for 2018 delivery. At Work Sometimes we hold the door for each other if someone is following close enough, or fumbles for an ID badge. But it requires a “good morning” and some eye contact. I…

  • View from the Storm Surge

    This poem first appeared in print in the Fall 2017 issue of GFT Presents: One in Four. Order a copy now for late Fall 2017 delivery. View from the Storm Surge The phone beeps and the watch on my wrist buzzes the same alert, announces an update. iMessage, SMS, non-stop notifications. Twitter feed, news stream,…