no I don’t swim laps I just swimand when it’s crowded try tododge the thrashers and splashersand the ones who hit the end POWwith their projectile somersaults
peepoem # 5I heard it on NPR marketplace it wasn’tapril 1 someone caught a guy on camerapeeing in a reservoir think it was portlandthe scene went viral to use a mod term Idon’t know the de
newspaper newsquirk poem #2you could write a poem a weekjust from the newsquirks columnone I’ve saved states that in ataiwan province petty offenders havethe option of playing mah-jong with olds
endangeredspecies poem #1a sweetfaced overweight womanswims at the Y she has a magnificentmany-hued butterfly tattooed on heropulent upper arm lately she’s beenlosing losing losing pounds I amco
my friend auditions canaries a strange jobyou think well it’s a matter of sex and a bitmore pleasant than gendering chicks whichanother friend used to do it seems that onlymale canaries sing and
people drive their kids to schoolthese days even when they livenearby guess they feel they have tostreets are too risky too dangerouscars line up before my house it’s nextto the schoolyard the p
you’ve heard about thecow tags I forget when wequit stapling a metal clipto their ears that workedfine hardly cost a centbut the new colored strapscost a lot and often brokewe tried chains aroun
flowerstore owner’s lament poem #1mothers who live in mobile homesdeserve flowersmothers who live in mcmansionsdeserve flowersmothers who live in shelters, underbridges, in trees, deserve flower
royalwedding poem #1ah, c’mon. in the Y lobby this april 29 morna guy maybe forty jeans t shirtwho’d got up at five couldn’t findanything on the tube except “thatgarbage”
my young daughters pickeddandelion heads on a sunny slopedappled with yellow we stirredthe blooms into a crock of wateradded sugar floated on topa slice of toast smeared withyeast and let it all bubbl