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Category Archives: Poetry

Remembering

apropos of nothing, the short-haired girl who kissed me one summer music camp and called and called from her boarding-school pay-phone and wanted to ‘go out’. I let her down as gently as an adolescent can – aware, even then, that saying no is not OK – and only found, months later, in the rosin […]

New Love Poetry #?

I loved a girl with all my heart – and then she was gone and I did not care. Which makes you wonder about the heart. (My heart.)

Love giveth

Love giveth and love taketh away again. Blesséd be the hooker at the top of my lane.

Snow…

Falling On Cedars really was a terribly boring novel, no?

The Barefoot haiku #1

Quit clanging that god- damn bell and let me drink my beer in peace, tourist.

If I Twittered

Then I would be: In LRB bkshp lking @ Rob Lwl & wrried tht post-doc types cn c my Playboy pnts.

Boursin – the lost advert

I love you. I do. But when I make our sandwiches I still put slightly more cheese in mine.