Category Archives: Poetry

Unremembered

It’s raining this morning, Flannel sheets remind me of being 13 and in love, Although at 13, I was not in love, And had never slept between flannel sheets. How can something this morning remind me of a nonexistent memory? … Continue reading

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Golden Gate Park on Sunday

San Francisco spring It’s Sunday morning, the paths Are flooded with dykes. In Golden Gate Park Solemn scatter crumbs for ducks Napping in the sun. Hummus, carrot cake Faded quilt over clover The smell of hot skin. Bees collect nectar … Continue reading

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The Violet Swan Samovar

After he won, (I couldn’t say his name), I bought a samovar, Big, electrical, and Russian, With gilded garish flowers, And a violet swan on the front, It had black plastic handles, So gashang that my heart pounded, With love … Continue reading

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Untitled (Orlando, June 12, 2016)

#1 I am trite. Nothing. Today is divided into those who say “Orlando” and see the past, And those who say “Orlando” and see the future. Will the word “pulse” ever be the same? A slithery kind of sexy feeling. … Continue reading

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4/23/2106

Will the beer-soused squalling of tech-bros across the street, Become a memory that I’m fond of, Dredging up the scent of Hayes Valley in 2016, With unfinished projects and my cat, A slow cooker of curry, the smell snaking through … Continue reading

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