He left
every morning with pine
needles in his beard.
Returned every evening
with sawdust in his pockets.
Tag: Utah poetry
Body Politic
My body is a ballot initiative
My body is in committee.
My body is tabled for a later session.
My body is on the House floor.
List of Things I Said To My First Tinder Date Since the Pandemic Started
I don’t want to just hook up, but, you know, I’m not looking for anything serious.
Life in Reverse
It would begin with a mortician
pulling us out of our coffins
and end with a doctor shoving us
feet first into our mother’s vaginas
Speaking of Birds
When she spoke
birds flew from her mouth
and flew around the room.
Dear God of Nonexistent Things
You are the god that rules over unicorns, fairies, my literary career, and luck after all. How can I not believe in you?
Motivation Monday: How to Meditate for Success
To meditate, start by stopping. Open yourself into the expanse of the universe. How it rolls on into nothingness and the nothingness rolls on into further expanses. Understand the vastness. Become the vastness.
Dear God of 1984 Monte Carlos
We spoke in tongues. No one taught us sacrament so we invented our own. We ask thee in the name of thy son to bless and sanctify this spit. This sweat.
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