Postcards From Palm Springs
Everything is pink—the sand at sunset, /
the walls, my tub and its rust, the flowers. /
Where We Drink in the Dark on Weekends
, that unmistakable turn the wind takes /
combing its teeth through the shorn grass behind the school /
where we ...
together we are learning how to write in English /
i am watching movies on the television and you are listening to ...
Simon and Vallier in the Tub
Finally, on page 60, Simon (clothed) jumps in after him /
and the two lovers embrace. He has managed to speak / ...
Self Portrait with Snacks
, your mother reassures you /
over a basin of rust-coloured vomit /
post-tonsilectomy. You’d ...
By Judge Alone
Don’t judge the way I jury-rigged the birdfeeder you hung years ago. Squirrels broke the line. I don’t trust you to ...
Smokestack candlestick /
Linden-handle check-wok /
Fleece rocket, cheese cricket /
Racket fleas, temple sock / ...
Transmission from Jupiter
I made it. Five years puffed like a lung /
then collapsed. After so many kilometres, /
I thought Callisto would ...
Blood in a Place I Could Not Yet Understand
It was harder to say no back when Paul /
threatened to sue me after I told him /
I couldn’t play GI Joe anymore ...
Semiotic Signs Approaching Winnipeg: General Sign Over Downtown (Now Outside It).
The hammer of judgement on the nails of practicality /
evokes the tendency to miss the point of actuality / ...