Socra Mama

The McDonald's drive-thru is aligned So that, at. 9:16 am, As I wait in line to order, The sun and I are face to face. It's clou...

Everybody just wants to go home, Especially when you're sick. Sometimes it's a long way, The roads aren't paved, And to get ...

In this abhang, everything is part of the poem. Even the unpoetic parts, even the nights When no one sleeps, That too, is part of the Co...

When the sky is Flatley grey, So much so that the streetlamps have to stay On all morning and into the afternoon, And the trees have lost...

Eight oaken magi attend my birth. They stand silently and observe Something born again in me today. They bring their gifts: Attentive ey...

When that shiny black Kia Sorrento passes by At 9:35 on a Sunday morning, And without warning, I see Ken and Barbie Ensconced within, So...

The sling was invented by a man Who put his hand in his pocket While his arm was out of socket And noted the relief. And when the man go...