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poetry

Modus Operandi

the cut scabs over almost healed and then i scrape it off my skin.   balloon inflates i tie the knot and then i pop it with a pin.   i catch... Read More

I am Not Ophelia

I am not an Ophelia. I need no chain of daisies to lead me home, to keep my mind tethered to the solid ground of reality’s bank against the drifting uncertainty... Read More

Random Whispers of a Deluded Mind

Whispering, They talked into your ear, Voices that never mattered, Sat down and steered clear Of the truth and you were flattered, By misconstrued lies, You fou... Read More

Four Poems

“Stays” On the way home, I smell my jacket and think of you. Amazing how perfume holds on so tightly when the embrace was quick and painless.     ... Read More

Home

11:06 pm and I want to write more like Matt Berninger. (What is it about a good song that makes you feel so thin?) But now isn’t the time to think about that. I... Read More

Echoes

Over the line at 3am, you said, “There’s this sinking feeling in the pit of my chest. I’m choking on sand and sort of anchored by fear. I am the edge of the ear... Read More

Bergen Count(r)y

It is 1:43 am I am lying in the street while Pilger plays with his lighter. He got it in Hawaii. He got a tattoo there, too. It’s some symbol from a show he lov... Read More

An Outside Poem

“Did you know Voorhees Mall used to be a street?” The rehearsed words roll off her tongue. Fun facts she’s been taught to pass down to all of the new kids in to... Read More

The Broad Street Line

I love the Subway. The Broad Street Line at 5:35 Strangers crushed up against one another: Sweating This car Shudders Shakes Almost breaks Too many peop... Read More

The TransAtlantic Rat

Twas only yesterday, a British chap arrived. He asked where I was from, normal diatribe. I answered "New Jersey," "from a town near the shore." He asked "what ... Read More

Destructive

You make me want to scream until my vocal cords snap Bang pots and pans and wake up the neighbors Set off alarms and sirens Swallow all the pills: the red ones... Read More