Poem: I was born today three-hundred years from now

I was born today three-hundred years from now of an atom and an eon on the verge of collapse one triplet of three surviving, thriving sperm a baby spread beef-like, dripping juicy and fresh, unappetizing arranged as part of three on white paper hospital sheets crinkling our arrival like so many royal trumpets blasting   … Continue reading Poem: I was born today three-hundred years from now

Poem: the opening line exploded

the opening line exploded when the curtains drew open and each lip of the unlikely actress parted ways her voice shot like sparks, zapped along under-stage wiring and microphones and reached the audience, whose dresses and suits caught fire. the sound was sickeningly girlish yet frighteningly hoarse and each aristocrat, as they fanned off their … Continue reading Poem: the opening line exploded

Poem: Love & Joy in July Heat

boy I love you like fireworks that burst in July heat cuz they just can’t take it no more like sparklers that crackle and glitter and singe my fingers just oh so ever so slightly like goosbumps on my arm in a movie theatre while the AC blasts and you slide your hand over mine … Continue reading Poem: Love & Joy in July Heat

BUSted on Dromebox

In the latest episode of BUSted, I relay the story of how my phone got stolen out of my hand... twice. Shooting the livecast at Dromebox Studios was so much fun. Interesting story: I wasn't booked until that morning, when I was already on my way to work. With no window between quitting time and … Continue reading BUSted on Dromebox