A poem written as an exercise of black-out poetry, from a page of The Fall of the House of Usher. Some of the word tenses have been...

We sit and wait in lines upon lines Inching home in metal boxes The wheels turn a quarter way And red lights flare again We sit and wait...

How delirious it is to feel so intensely That you must clutch the arm of your loved one And bury your face in their shoulder And squint...

Underneath my skin is smudged with ink From all the words I've yet to think And all the ones I have not said That have gone dancing in my...

A collar tight Chokes air and voice Leaves questions snared In every choice And shackled so You cannot move Down either path That you may...

You come through the door confident, Uncertain, laughing, worried, quietly And with a great declaration I smile at all of you Hoping to...

Wind swirls the sweaty air A scent, fresh and starry Surfs wind to blanket the ground, Floats above ground. A storm is coming. Sky builds...

In July, sunlight bakes sidewalks scorches asphalt. In July, the roads are quiet the locals retreat into the cool shade indoors as the...

The citrusy yellow tang Dances through the air Teasing, playful Cartwheeling across desks, Sat askew in classrooms next To the last dregs...

You are my most challenging Defiance leadens your bones, Makes harsh your voice. You pout or yell or scream or cry, and I am jostled by...

I learned to make paper cranes in my twenties, after grad school Clumsy folds and crooked creases over brightly colored squares of paper...

You pause, be still Breathe in and feel the swell of your belly You are alive You are glorious each breath is a celebration a chance to...

Somewhere, a dog is running through a field chasing the blackbirds that feed in the grass and isn't it wonderful to be the dog— tongue...