Featured Poem February 14th, 2019 Valentine’s Day

I Saw A Quail, Sort Of Two Behind the squash courts along the scruffy parking lot, a trail leads off into the trees above the AIDS Memorial garden. It was close to me and seemed reluctant to run or fly away like they normally do, the nervous little things. I realized there was a dead…

Featured Poem, January 7, 2018

There Is A Bison In The Front Yard Ancient rhinoceros of our plains, one solitary bull shuffles and snuffles through autumn grasses. Mahogany mane surrounds a neckless horned head, and drapes humped shoulders, carpets upper front legs. There the robe ends, exposing naked buttocks, slender ankles, delicate hooves. Barely balancing a bow-legged bulk, he precisely…

Featured Poem, January 2019: Fires Burn in Paradise

Fires Burn in Paradise The San Francisco morning sky is dirty dish-water, texture of floating flour dust, smell of burning electrical wires. At our coast, silver mist and fog flows, ebbs, streams. This matte beige air is thick unmoving, silent. Code Red Air Quality looks like this. Up north, firefighters and neighbors battle, flee. I…