Bullet Proof


I want to be bullet proof glass…

Multiple individual and separate

Sheets clear in the picture they present,

None obscuring the other yet

Together they provide a single

frame obvious in its clarity.


Tear Away

tearaway.jpgI have never identified with something

as well as I do the spiral notebook in your hands.

The words, I haven’t read them enough

to know them by heart, but I can see the letters

you erased when they were no longer right.

And I can see the phrases you crossed out

in haste because they never really worked.

Maybe it will take two hours, two weeks,

Or two years, but one day that wide-ruled

Sheet of paper with the perforated edge

Will wind up crumpled at the bottom

Of the bin, and I will never be the same.



If I woke up on an island


I would call it a vacation.

What better way to escape

this home I built with you.


they call it when

little bits of wisdom

rapidly combust in

a mental flash fire.

What then is it called

when random little

moments of thankfulness

strike like leaves

floating to the ground.



It seems obvious

the magic we hold.

It’s almost amazing,

 the way men haven’t figured it out yet.




are shapeshifters.