1984

you should’ve stuck around, Dad

antidepressants were only

a few years away

or smoked pot

hell,

it’s so ironically wrong that you obliterated yourself

in Kentucky

when marijuana

was the top cash crop

in the state

planchette

there’s a reading chair

i won’t allow to die

propped up with

an old Royal Typewriter case

where i drift off

dreaming unafraid

of slow-moving tornadoes

& your whispering face

weighing scientifically

which is more destructive

.

you’re haunting me

as promised

but not so much i feel put upon

which i know

you would hate

(artwork by Stephen Mackey)

How Isabella Conquers Her World

you have descended

from indigenous medicine women

and girl scout goddesses

you came into this life

with power that takes growing

into

head held high

with strong female role models

confidence you will cultivate

by surviving pain

rising to challenges

you’re finding out

you’re stronger than you know

by

creating your own peace

owning your joy

making happiness your choice

remembering you have endured

their belittling words

because

they need to feel better than you

because they have nothing to be proud

how sad is that

pity them

waste no time on bitterness

take comfort

people like this are their own reward

you will rise above their words

you will outlive their petty hearts

the world fears all shades of women and girls

who believe in themselves

do not ever give a bad person

the power

to make you feel like

you are less

to make you ashamed of the way you are woven into the fabric of our universe

or that it is anything but

perfectly divine

to be you

The Top 10 Poetry Books of the last decade..

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In the past year I have gotten involved as a professional reviewer again, and it is sad that publishing companies do not send advanced reader copies of poetry. I received thrillers, ya lit, ya sci fi…

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undone

angry seething

stab you in the face with sentiment love poems

were my

specialty

my thing

boy howdy

did i ever generate

enough bloody material

a canon of cannon fire

yet i find

myself undone

fucking happy

sniffing daisies in a pinafore

my battle drum silent

as he gives me no reason

to write them

or go off to war

Penises are Haunted

penises are haunted

by ex-girlfriends with perfect legs

the redhead who stalked them in college

a brunette who got away

catholic school girls who said no with their hips

but said yes with their eyes

a fucked up credit report

back seat chevrolet encounters

one woman who liked anal

and betrayed first wives

love affair

aayoung

we were driving
near the water
i was green
with a lack of land
begging him to veer away from lighthouses

he never let me drive
but it was okay
because it was one of the ways
he was older than me
and i counted on him for that

leaning in he notices
my pearly white painted fingertips
resting against the tan leather of the car
and says
your nails are beautiful

i say the color is called
love affair
and he says
of course it is, baby girl,
of course it is…

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aayoung

we were driving
near the water
i was green
with a lack of land
begging him to veer away from lighthouses

he never let me drive
but it was okay
because it was one of the ways
he was older than me
and i counted on him for that

leaning in he notices
my pearly white painted fingertips
resting against the tan leather of the car
and says
your nails are beautiful

i say the color is called
love affair
and he says
of course it is, baby girl,
of course it is…

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