I am pleased to introduce The Stark Realities that Surround Texas, a collection of sixteen new poems, published at Wordrunner Chapbooks in Petaluma, California. You’ll find Caligula, Moses, Sharon Olds, Keats and the City of God, all played a significant role in its creation.
Partisan Sea
Our bed is crowded,
animals burrow between the sheets
and I find myself charging them
with my grief-stricken dreamspeak.
You wake to neither of our calls for help.
At times,
I wake and wish the bar was just
three blocks closer and
last call hadn’t just passed.
For I know I could find her there.
Naked skin milky white.
One ripe red apple in a basket.
Slaying a goddess
to your careless sighs.
Hell, me and the animals might
meet up with Noah
and talk about building a boat
for all these critters
I’ve been carrying around.
But I’m none too certain on what we’d feed.
Although I am sure the water on which we’d sail
is the same damn blackness
you yourself bathe in at night
with Poseidon or some such semblance-
call him what you will.
I am cuttin the heads off these beasts
one by one
red red in the sea.
