Recently Published Poems
VASE
I held them aloft
as I walked the street
let breezes breathe
through their petals and stems
they breathe through them still
here in this vase
I brought them for you
AFTER READING TOO MUCH SHIELDS & ATWOOD
I am a man of few words.
My name
a monosyllabic
grunt:
.
MY OWN
Sleep’s itineraries take me down circuitous hallways, through open doors to try to find directions.
Brian Campbell 