Disclaimer on Affairs

If you’re a writer, then, I probably won’t need to explain any of this to you. The things I write are usually, but not always, loosely inspired by my real life. When it comes to poetry, it’s hard to even imagine writing a poem that is entirely inspired by one single person. If it makes…

Company

Stella showered, changed into her pink peony print nightgown, poured herself a generous glass of Gew├╝rztraminer, grabbed the remote control, and pressed play. Having watched the Bridget Jones series repeatedly, to the point that she had practically memorized the scripts, tonight she opted to watch Original Sin, instead. Stella would have rather been at work,…

San Francisco Sonnet

I left my heart in sweet San FranciscoMacy’s seventh floor, vegan pasta sharedDinner, Cheesecake Factory patioTable ninety feet above Union Square We swore our love in the Golden CityAtop the 16th Avenue Tiled StepsMosaics, ocean sunset views, prettyHeld my hand, then, back to his bed you crept Paris of the West, Painted Ladies nestChecked in…

Bread Crumbs

How many pigeonsHave you been feeding?Found her on FacebookShe’s younger than me Said you were busyNot caught up with workMeanwhile you begged herTo come by and lurk Take back your bread crumbsThey never fill meDeserve someone whoWon’t leave me hungry No need to explainStale crumbs and white liesDangerous how youBurn me with gas light Keep…