Your favorites are the polar bears Who these days have to walk on snot, Global warming underfoot. Snot, not snow, is now their natural habitat with climate change And oceans rising. The polar bears are doomed and ask you why. The humid …
I had a girlfriend who dumped me for a better job— Which, frankly, made me laugh so hard I started to sob. I’d been so disgustingly highfalutin—so grand!—ballooning on hot air Above green pincushion fields with trees stuck in down there, Snootily …
The crowd jumps to its feet, whooping and clapping. Finally! The cars are coming onto the track. The bright blue guileless Texas sky looks down on a festive gaiety of matching baseball caps on girlfriends and boyfriends, wives and husbands, plump kids and lean kids, white and whiter—almost no African-Americans—friendly …
I look past the big face of my computer At what was once New York Outside my window And now is a plateau Of smiling bra-less Breasts of the contestants. It’s time to wake From this cryogenic sleep In which I’ve been …
In memory of Jeanette Bonnier (1934–2016) Someone dear to me Rises from her hospice bed, Removes her body and her hair, Starts walking through the air transparently, Starts walking through the air going somewhere. Then I woke. Birds singing ask if I believe in God. The buds are …
In the Meatpacking District, Not far from the new Whitney, In a charming restaurant, I showed how charming I can be. I showed how blue my eyes can be. I showed I can be Dante first catching sight of Beatrice. The maître …
