When we began to attack traditional ways of expressing sexual desire – when We began to criminalize suggestive or insulting sounds, or sexual innuen- Does, and sexual activities including kissing! and remarks about people’s clothing Or bodies, unwanted humor or… Read More ›
Poem inspired, at least in part, by a visit to the Bronx Zoo My mother me and siblings warned, It could be hard to find a mate. An argument easy to make – The sharp of tongue: often lovelorn…. Read More ›
Returning – the long flight to the capital, then to the beach The palm trees, the taxi, the dirt road, dogs asleep, The long benches and table warm in the shade of the house. Both of us, that irretrievable afternoon,… Read More ›
At 9 in line at The Dry Goat Don heard these words from Dee: “How many lives must it consume – Our pressed, small batch coffee?” The faded denim of her shirt Agreed with gentle breasts. He helping synch… Read More ›
Along the floor of that class there rippled such a rage, As woman upon woman waited on mats not rafts, For some soft music and exercises that thousands Of penguins badly needing icebergs would not assuage, Nor rid them of… Read More ›
I read a poem by a young woman About her attachment to female racehorses. I know they come first, she concluded. Something like that. I thought, being a man, I should write About stallions – their muscles? speed? power?… Read More ›
Or, This being the notes of a lonely poet who has passed a neighborhood nail salon packed to the gills on a rainy Sunday evening Sometime after a Jewish Mary without exertion hatched a Christ, Lawsuit-seducing Catholics thought their… Read More ›
