I have the worst luck with automatic toilets

I don’t always think of you when I’m sitting on the toilet,
but today, my fingers missed having your hair wrapped around them,
and my lips missed the skin of your forehead,

and I suddenly wanted to make you
roses out of toilet paper,

but when I leaned forward
the toilet flushed
and I forgot.

The Diagnosis

You are now a three-legged dog
and incapable of speaking English

You are the wounded animal
laying on the side of the road
with three crushed ribs
struggling to breathe

You are the pet in the pound
who is being put down
tomorrow at noon

You are the one they
left in a cardboard box
in a damp alleyway off Main Street
because they couldn’t stand
to look at you.

I farted in front of my crush last night

Can I wrap my body in duct tape
closing all orifices,
so that no sound will escape

no I love you’s
or I think you’re so hot

so that no smell,
BO or otherwise,
will assault her nose

so that I can paint
a new face on the tape
to replace my own,
one so beautiful
with delicate high cheekbones
and a pair of full lips

the kind I’ve seen on tv screens
and in magazines?

He Killed All But Two of His Wives

Henry the Eighth cut off her head

her head

her head

her head

her head

and her head

Henry the Eight plunged a knife in her chest

her chest

her chest

her chest

her chest

and her chest

Henry the Eighth bought her a lace brassier and made her undress in front of the court

in front of the court

in front of the court

The courtiers touched her

touched her

and touched her

pressing their fingers into her

pressing their cocks into her

pressing their entire selves into her,

fitting themselves into her skin,

and their noses and feet into her own

as the brassier watched from the tile floor,

weeping into its lace and trying to hide its face

until Henry the Eighth cut off her head

her head

her head

her head

her head

her head


A Footnote to Holiness

I saw a dove today
and I stared at her for hours,
memorizing her holy form
and I began to scream,
clawing at my throat,
pulling out my vocal cords
one by one,
wrapping them around my clenched fist,

Holy! Holy! Holy!

my brain dripping out my nose,
pink phlem pooling in the gap between my gum and lip,
mixing with spittle and sweat as I screamed

The world is holy! The soul is holy!
The nose is holy! The skin is holy!
The tongue, the clit, and the hand are holy!

The dove stepped forward,
pecking at my bare toes
her beak piercing my skin

Everything is holy! Everyone is holy!
Everywhere is holy!

I told her
as blood dripped
from the vocal cords
I’d tied around my fingers

She pecked at my feet again
devouring my ankles
so that she could regurgitate it
into the throat of the immaculate child
she had conceived,
the child she had named


Reading and Book Signing at Salem College on October 2nd

Tomorrow I will be doing my first public reading of “Toast is Just Bread That Put Up a Fight” at Salem College. I’m both incredibly excited but also incredibly nervous!

After the reading there will be copies of Toast for sale and I will be available to sign them.

Glenis Redmond will also be reading, as well as a few high school students Southwest High School. I’m really excited to hear Glenis read as well, as her work is simply wonderful from what I’ve read of it.

If you are interested in attending the event will take place on Thursday, Oct. 2 at 7 pm in Single Sister’s SAAL at Salem College in Winston-Salem North Carolina. If you would like directions just go ahead and leave a comment below and I can help you out.

Hope to see you there!


The Safety Pin Review

A Note on Dormancy.

Sad that one of my favorite Literary magazines is closing; however, I’m so glad to have been a part of them. I really enjoyed my time being a Safety Pin Review operative, and to be honest, I still have the poem safety pinned on the back of my jacket and wear it around from time to time. I’m thankful for the opportunities and inspiration Safety Pin Review gave me, they have impacted my writing in more ways than I can count.


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