Category Archives: Poetry

How Many People Have You Slept With?

She asks me how many women I was with before her and I reply enough to operate a mid-sized aircraft carrier including the flight crew. She asks me again and I reply the women I have bedded could each have … Continue reading

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The Last Adventure

In westerns, the women stand on the porch watching the men ride off to fight Indians or rustlers. That was how the women watched us on Pete’s last night, except with no Indians or rustlers. Mary Ann, Diane, and Jackie … Continue reading

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Gazing at Gold

Rarely can I recall a takeoff. This time my head bobbed – I assume – bumping slightly off the white plastic wall and window frame until a flat pace came. Alberta was warm that October – the prairies divided into … Continue reading

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Edges

You notice edges after the worst of things Like battered sides of a dresser – The metal ringlets of your jeans clip corners while on route to another room The whack of ringed hand on it, by accident or during … Continue reading

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Rib Cage

If my chest was opened under white light would a falcon’s indigo wings batter against my ribs with eyes sharpened, intent and mindful of its raptor roots or would a parakeet’s cotton skeleton lie sullen and bored, echoes of its … Continue reading

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Transfiguration

No one said much on the way down the mountain. They just tried to lash it to their memory: The light, brighter than the sun’s glare reflected Off the midmorning lake; the double specter Next to him; the fear that, … Continue reading

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Leaving Minnesota

                        I The first time I saw Minneapolis, I’d driven six hours from Omaha And got stuck in the rush-hour traffic On I-35. This was in July; In Cedar-Riverside, the film-noir rain— Like a curtain on a soundstage—trapped me Underneath an … Continue reading

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