Mourvèdre

A cento using lines from Diane Seuss’ Frank: Sonnets’ I am a little Frank O’ Hara. Drowned in shallow water. … More

Mollify

The shadows move in their pre-dawn mirage. Birdsong haunts the lukewarm streetlight like a black comedy. This hoop is a … More

Yesterday afternoon, I received word that I did not place in a poetry competition. Not only that, but there was … More

Author’s Note: There should be an obvious warning for spoilers. Also, TikToker Don’t Worry Prequel, made similar comparisons to myself … More

I am delighted to announce that I am working on another poetry collection. I will be working closely with Cody … More

I knew a man called October, his chest displayed in verdigris.

I have always experienced ageism. I pride myself on my intelligence and knowledge of different subjects, which has been acquired … More

after Frank O’Hara nighttime is not blue it is a black olive with a frosted window a sommelier pours thestars … More

I roll over in my sleep, witching hour in full bloom. The glow of my dumpling night lightmakes shadows on … More

comparable to the Illiad, your constant affection was the root cause of my destruction and my tormented esteem the female … More