*Some of these poems originally appeared in Court Green and Verse Daily.



Laughing, my sense

Of humor came to visit me in

The middle of the night. War

And famine jumped out the

Window. I pulled out a chair

For my sense of humor and

Then yanked it away at the last

Second, allowing my sense

Of humor to fall on its ass.

My sense of humor thought

This wasn’t very funny, so I

Attempted to make amends.

I cooked the most elaborate dinner.

There was a lit candelabra. The sounds

Of Tchaikovsky, D Major, Op. 35,

Like a sloppy kiss, laid its sticky notes upon

The air. Later I discovered that

Nothing would ever make the

Seasons change any faster and no

One would ever explain to me how those cars

Could slide past the window outside

Filled with such private







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