Yoga Shorts (2014)

Darlin’,my characters are revoltin’‘n I don’t mean that in aesthetics,but in kinetics, fist to the established ways of bein’ they ain’t happy with how this story is goin’,‘n I can’t blame ’em. it’s sayin’ somethin’ when my own dis-ease,eases its way into my fantasy. there are these pictures of you,you call ’em self-love,‘n I can’t …

Writing a YA tale. (2013)

you know,it probably says somthin’ about my outlook–    –my first non-confessional poem,    –was about fate-failed heros,    –not even tragic, just dead.    –no rewards, no fame, just dead ‘n dark,    –the sound of wind through the trees. course, now I’ve got these cyborg dreams,a woman who knows everything keeping–     –everything from a child of nothing,sing-song …

Writer’s Crush: unbearablysharp (2013)

And now we have Ruth Isabel Field (unbearablysharp), who has also just recently released and electronic chapbook: You hail from New Zealand,Though I dunno if you feel it.You’ve been to London,And all these god-damn cities that I’ve never seen. I grew up, kind-a-sorta in Kansas,Some stints in Missouri,Arkansas,And now I’ve got that California sort-of-thing, We …

{write poem} (2014)

{establish long-form metaphor} deep-sauna-sunlight drenched afternoon,when it woke,that bone-crack passion-snap deep-gut hunger,ass-to-crotch, nose-to-page.Moist lips suckling the moment’s teet,tasting the skin of it, smelling the lust,deep-pull thrust–thrust-thrusting to the quick of it.    short-hair punk-dyed slight and musty thing        feel that first spindle twine… {concurrent image} alliterate phrases come ejaculatory ,    slick-drenching themselves to half-mad stains …

Wriggle (2015)

On these worms,I’ve written the entirety of the English language. Please arrange them into sentences. I don’t care that they keep wriggling away.Do it anyway. Also, please use only this fan.Do not touch the worms.They do not like it. Now, tell me how you feel,no,with the worms.Only the worms.