Poem For Katie, Queen of Ohio #25
The ocean cannot
touch you
unless you present
yourself to the ocean.
That means you
are the tide. Look at me,
or look at your mother,
allow the moon to witch
you if you desire.
Refuse to couple
unless you find a magic
as strong as yours.
Poem for Katie, Queen of Ohio #26
You have an older sister
& an older brother
& they are building a barn
to fill with your seat,
to fill that wooden floor
with the tongue of all stories
for you. They are going
to lie to dazzle. I will
let their dragons stay
dragons. I will let each
princess slay the dragon.
I will be your fool.
Poem for Katie, Queen of Ohio #27
Your birth
should dent
the iron
Ohio has
left. Let
that music
be music.
Let it ring
to vibrate
into land-
scape. Avoid
the portraits.
Trump As A Fire Without Light #52
The past was drunk. The future is drunk already. Do you really think we’re sober right now? This sort of dancing should have been a clue. The decision-makers don’t even know what music is. They celebrate the silence. We cannot allow them to celebrate.