Concise and striking. A new way to look at the stars.
A contemplative response to the Vietnam War Memorial from the child of a war veteran.
An external view of the attitudes and actions of the American Dream.
A concise metaphor on gender.
What more is it than knowing we cannot escape?
A short poem painting the image of a man casually waving at fading stars.
“You own everything | sometimes | and don’t know what else | to do | but take it | until it stops being given.”
Learning to fear not just his own mortality, but that of loved ones. Written for the poet’s 96-year-old grandmother.
A short, playful series of personal images.
A brief yet delightfully profound poem.