Play It Again, Sam

Interruptions

there are times in your life

where gasps no longer suffice,
creativity burns out along with condolences.

Cocoon

I am a caterpillar;
This flesh is my cocoon.
Someday I’ll spread my wings;
I do not know how soon.
I’ll leave this all behind:
All sadness…

Stubborn Fool

I feel like Saint Nicholas at the council of Nicea
Facing off with a stubborn fool.
Nothing I say is getting through to you;
I want to…

In the Middle

The middle is an awkward place:
Pushed and pulled from either side,
I try to carve out my own space
To love myself, to have some pride.

To the Girlfriend of My Ex

Does he tell you I’m a snob?
Does he say I led him on?
Have I become a shadow in the night?

Parts of My Soul

Who am I really deep down inside?
If you asked my friends, what would they say?
Are there parts of my soul that I’ve tried to…

The Taste of Margarine

A film of grease upon my tongue
Chased by hints of forgery,
Just like botox makes you young.
A film of grease upon my…

Memoir With Tarantulas And Fudgsicles

Like one of those baffling foreign films,
everything begins crisp and distinct,
but smudges…

Original

I made myself a copy of what I should have been,
And buried who I am so deep I couldn’t see — 
Underneath my pious rags and cries of…