Emily XYZ here w/ my first post to Sensitive Skin blog. Great to be here.
I moved back to the east coast Sunday night after 10 years in the midwest. Had just got cats & clothes in from car and was settling in for the ...
I could write a poem about Thelonius Monk by saying how he bent
notes, or how Uri Geller bent spoons, how his jagged rhythms took
you by surprise, how it’s hard to believe these phrases, or by tryin...
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she’s in her underwear
she’s fixing the curtain
she just took a shower
she’s vacuuming the house
she’s talking on the phone
finally that stool is occupied
she smokes with her left hand
when it’s behind my knees
you’d have to fall to the
floor, lower your whole
body like horses in a field
to smell it. White Rose,
Bulgarian rose. I think of
sheets I’ve left my scent in
as if to stake a c...
someone said “everyone who has power is smiling”
or was it “everyone who has electricity is smiling
or “everyone smiling has electricity”
definitely not “everyone smiling has powerful electricity”
Rebecca Weiner Tompkins
The white rain of petals that fell for a week is done.
What catches now in my hair
are the dried blossoms of the Callery Pear,
startling and crackly, as they float and scatter,
rattling through the trees to the street l...
John S. Hall
John S. Hall's love sonnet to Facebook, which is the source of all joy and meaning to him...
I put my daughter to bed,
kiss my wife
and take an easy walk
to get some groceries and a bag of beer,
at Driggs and North 8th
the ground gets hot
and the air smells like cinnamon:
across from the liquor store
The birds are stars
The chick a body
A star there
plays the window of a lean limo,
crooning it's raining
From out is born
A way gone and never
Inside out threads love you there
and here while songs ...
Statue of Balboa rusts quietly
In the bright California sun;
Balboa beach, or was it Coronado?
Conquistador blares from a car radio,
A yellow Do...