Ballad of the bruised lung
Unsolicited advice to Minnesota children
Fabric swatches, paint samples
All harvestmen are missing a leg
Ekphrasis with peeled onions
The talk show host has a nosebleed on national television
This machine kills fascists
What the cicadas don't understand
Skyline with cranes and stormcloud
On sitting on my ex-girlfriends porch, listening to her play a song about me that I know her new boyfriend helped her write
I'm sorry your kids are such little shits and that we are in the same Zen garden
The news anchor is crying
Traffic, lightning, gutter
American revolution trail, Charlotte, North Carolina, winter
It was the day I first fell out of a window ...