Weekend Workshop

uno

falling apart at the waist i asked for the hip to be taken from me. there was so much pain before. i'd thought, no hip, no pain. i was wrong. the hip had been holding everything else together, unfairly. glutes were lazing about, letting the front do all the work....

Dear You

I'm working on a collection of epistolary form micros. Here are a few from this. Dear Jacque Cousteau, I noticed tonight when the sirens rang outside, the coyotes took up the chorus. I’m dumbfounded when it comes to parroting others. I’m too much more like lemmings-...

five more little poems

The Governor’s Mouth eats the tadpoles in the pond takes out the termites one by one lets koi swim accepts stubs from the national museum waters the plants on the 5th floor rinses cars in motor oil sings sweet songs to put the children to sleep and when the sundial...

Some micros

  Jilted She finds hair in her cereal bowl, strands like a tangle of Daddy Long Legs. Each flake is a waterlogged raft going nowhere. Nonetheless, her Lilliputian sisters slap at the milky lake, vying for purchase until their mother dumps the bowl down the sink,...

Sacrifice

Sacrifice Everyone in Tree’s life is quid pro quo. For free ended with her mother’s life. She doesn’t remember meeting Carter before the time loop reset her in his dorm room. By the time she’s woken up in the next repeat day, she knows more about him than he remembers...

I gave birth to a knife

Prompt: Write a poem or short story with a striking image as the title. I gave birth to a knife The doctors had to use a whole extra spool of thread to stitch me back up. The knife didn’t cry, just shivered, wrapped up like a burrito in a blue cotton blanket. Weighed...

Fridging Mothers

Prompt: Write your own fictional business venture or entrepreneurial endeavour. Treat it like a quick overview on Shark Tank or an elevator pitch with a stranger. Keep it to a sentence if you can, but (as always) expand if necessary. Fridging Mothers I have this...

The Seahorse

Prompt: Write a poem or short story beginning with a seemingly straightforward sentence that, fittingly, makes little sense The Seahorse I met Lewis when he was a seahorse. God couldn’t make him an Eve out of his ribs; he had no ribs. But Lewis eventually blessed the...

Tell It to the Yappy Neighbor Dogs

TELL IT TO THE YAPPY NEIGHBOR DOGS I watch my father at the fence-line tenderly attend to the dogs next door. It’s curious because they’re usually non-stop pitched ballistic, driving everyone and everything away. Penny, hulking and deeply bellowed, would go at them in...

Going to Reseda on the 405

Under justin-bieber-haircuts, they giggle like the bachelorette, bouncing, swaying to Bananarama, covering their mouths with hands that were unable to keep him away. ~ At the Arcade, they watch videos of cops chasing criminals with weapons while playing video games...

Seven Professions

Pigment Eaters They feast on indigo. For dessert it’s Kafka and ozone. Their autopsies reveal dusk, orchards, chimneys, lichen, silk.   Apothecary Society Their prayer: each syringe teaches us to sleep. They gibberish the wind with Ambien, the light of...

obit

Obituary for Larry   Not drugs, but the prioritizing of them over food; malnutrition—ironic ending, after decades with hepatitis, backyard shootings, and drunken accidents—none of the expected deaths—he lingered, languished, ghost in flesh, and, oh those ruined...

Furies

This was a big departure. I know they no longer serve alcohol there, but this could take place decades ago... And it could be one of many countries, but i located them in Iran/Persia as it needed to be specific...   The Expatriates   Their wallets whistle solo in...

Spring

Write a fantastical poem or story involving talking animals or fictional beasts. Spring You pollinated me. It was the right time of year, you said, so I let you touch my sticky lips. Fuzz slipped down my throat as you rooted around my petals with your tongue. I...

3 Shorts

Got So Hot in The Garden castrated the hard- neck garlic. A Sphinx presided and denied me                 iced tea.  A True Tale on The Origin of The Fox Looped gasps of eternity inside a gif of a drag queen.  Let’s Now Take Questions from the Audience A coelacanth...

a short thing uncounted

You Left Him at 45 When Your Children Graduated, or Those Women Who Hit on Me Online   Jumped on OK as your peri-menopausal horniness got out of control. In your head, you became a lesbian because you thought that was the opposite of married to him. You asked...

In a Jar

In a Jar The night has taffy-stretched into a week of soul-gazing, the girls flat on their backs, one on the floor and one on her bed. They think sitting on each other’s beds is weird, and it eases the potential stress in the intimacy of their confessions that they...

Five little poems

The First Man Let beds fall in love Let cops wash dishes And somewhere in St. Louis, In his crowded apartment Adam cut open The first clothes   Things I Hope The Moon Isn’t Interested In Capital punishment   Drowning It takes so long For oxygen to reach...

Diorama of Want

DIORAMA OF WANT Your chest pressed against my back in the galley kitchen. We could fuck in a phone box, you said out of nowhere when we met. Our near identical height. This long silent hold without holding. The stove flame and ticking water begin to deafen. The sharp...

Unseen Music

My mother stole my fingers, right from the keyboard they were dancing on. She snipped them from my hands, one by one, dropping them into her oversized yellow purse as red fireworked against black and white. The tarantella kept playing as she rattled my fingers against...

Prayer

Prayer   Please horde the sext’s intentions   She was holy without accessories   Keep chiropractors safe from respires   Keep chiropractors safe from alligators   Chiropractors tiny their fingers

3 micros

  We Meet During a Plane Crash Nose-diving toward earth, suitcases and sundries bouncing off our noggins like fists and elbows. She screams as if she’s my type, an extrovert on amphetamines. “WHAT’S YOUR SIGN?” A toddler flies by wide-eyed and jowly. A granny,...

Manhatten Island Something

All Eyes on the Swede Opaque Swedish crime absence with Pulitzer- stuffed golumpkis in her fists. I marvel at the geraniums sprouting from her digits. All day my eyes weep convictions as Americans dance dirty over the Polish parquet, certain of her entitled...

body part theft

They took my ass while I was sleeping. I admit, I was sort of awake but beyond caring. Look, where did it ever get me? In youth, I was built like Gumby—reversible, really. If it weren’t for my face, you couldn’t tell if I was coming or going. There wasn’t enough to...

On the brink of extinction

We were on the edge of the world, teetering on the head of a pin. Flying to meet in new locales, walking through ghettos, drinking at watering holes. Who were we? Does it even matter? It’s terms that mix us up. This or that. Not this, but that. How does a definition...

Seven Hazards of Technology

Orphan girl handcuffed to the night. She mascaras the moon with a jewel of coal.   Hieronymous Bosch dreams a beakless hummingbird, its nerve- quick tongue unencumbered.   The museum of rivers, black as absence, overflows, like falling in love in a foreign...

Day 1 – Extra

Forgot to include one little one!   Prompt: Write a 15 word poem with a single word as its title.   Sweep  tears secured / with twine / push dirt  around the floor / Magic Mouse / I am the flood   

Day 1 Writing Prompts

Hi All! Not sure the ideal format for posting the responses to multiple prompts, so taking a shot here and will just post some of the prompt (as a reminder) and my responses - here we go! Prompt: Write a poem or short story where a part of your body is stolen I Got...

uno

falling apart at the waist i asked for the hip to be taken from me. there was so much pain before. i'd thought, no hip, no pain. i was wrong. the hip had been holding everything else together, unfairly. glutes were lazing about, letting the front do all the work....

Dear You

I'm working on a collection of epistolary form micros. Here are a few from this. Dear Jacque Cousteau, I noticed tonight when the sirens rang outside, the coyotes took up the chorus. I’m dumbfounded when it comes to parroting others. I’m too much more like lemmings-...

five more little poems

The Governor’s Mouth eats the tadpoles in the pond takes out the termites one by one lets koi swim accepts stubs from the national museum waters the plants on the 5th floor rinses cars in motor oil sings sweet songs to put the children to sleep and when the sundial...

Some micros

  Jilted She finds hair in her cereal bowl, strands like a tangle of Daddy Long Legs. Each flake is a waterlogged raft going nowhere. Nonetheless, her Lilliputian sisters slap at the milky lake, vying for purchase until their mother dumps the bowl down the sink,...

Sacrifice

Sacrifice Everyone in Tree’s life is quid pro quo. For free ended with her mother’s life. She doesn’t remember meeting Carter before the time loop reset her in his dorm room. By the time she’s woken up in the next repeat day, she knows more about him than he remembers...

I gave birth to a knife

Prompt: Write a poem or short story with a striking image as the title. I gave birth to a knife The doctors had to use a whole extra spool of thread to stitch me back up. The knife didn’t cry, just shivered, wrapped up like a burrito in a blue cotton blanket. Weighed...

Fridging Mothers

Prompt: Write your own fictional business venture or entrepreneurial endeavour. Treat it like a quick overview on Shark Tank or an elevator pitch with a stranger. Keep it to a sentence if you can, but (as always) expand if necessary. Fridging Mothers I have this...

The Seahorse

Prompt: Write a poem or short story beginning with a seemingly straightforward sentence that, fittingly, makes little sense The Seahorse I met Lewis when he was a seahorse. God couldn’t make him an Eve out of his ribs; he had no ribs. But Lewis eventually blessed the...

Tell It to the Yappy Neighbor Dogs

TELL IT TO THE YAPPY NEIGHBOR DOGS I watch my father at the fence-line tenderly attend to the dogs next door. It’s curious because they’re usually non-stop pitched ballistic, driving everyone and everything away. Penny, hulking and deeply bellowed, would go at them in...

Going to Reseda on the 405

Under justin-bieber-haircuts, they giggle like the bachelorette, bouncing, swaying to Bananarama, covering their mouths with hands that were unable to keep him away. ~ At the Arcade, they watch videos of cops chasing criminals with weapons while playing video games...

Seven Professions

Pigment Eaters They feast on indigo. For dessert it’s Kafka and ozone. Their autopsies reveal dusk, orchards, chimneys, lichen, silk.   Apothecary Society Their prayer: each syringe teaches us to sleep. They gibberish the wind with Ambien, the light of...

obit

Obituary for Larry   Not drugs, but the prioritizing of them over food; malnutrition—ironic ending, after decades with hepatitis, backyard shootings, and drunken accidents—none of the expected deaths—he lingered, languished, ghost in flesh, and, oh those ruined...

Furies

This was a big departure. I know they no longer serve alcohol there, but this could take place decades ago... And it could be one of many countries, but i located them in Iran/Persia as it needed to be specific...   The Expatriates   Their wallets whistle solo in...

Spring

Write a fantastical poem or story involving talking animals or fictional beasts. Spring You pollinated me. It was the right time of year, you said, so I let you touch my sticky lips. Fuzz slipped down my throat as you rooted around my petals with your tongue. I...

3 Shorts

Got So Hot in The Garden castrated the hard- neck garlic. A Sphinx presided and denied me                 iced tea.  A True Tale on The Origin of The Fox Looped gasps of eternity inside a gif of a drag queen.  Let’s Now Take Questions from the Audience A coelacanth...

a short thing uncounted

You Left Him at 45 When Your Children Graduated, or Those Women Who Hit on Me Online   Jumped on OK as your peri-menopausal horniness got out of control. In your head, you became a lesbian because you thought that was the opposite of married to him. You asked...

In a Jar

In a Jar The night has taffy-stretched into a week of soul-gazing, the girls flat on their backs, one on the floor and one on her bed. They think sitting on each other’s beds is weird, and it eases the potential stress in the intimacy of their confessions that they...

Five little poems

The First Man Let beds fall in love Let cops wash dishes And somewhere in St. Louis, In his crowded apartment Adam cut open The first clothes   Things I Hope The Moon Isn’t Interested In Capital punishment   Drowning It takes so long For oxygen to reach...

Diorama of Want

DIORAMA OF WANT Your chest pressed against my back in the galley kitchen. We could fuck in a phone box, you said out of nowhere when we met. Our near identical height. This long silent hold without holding. The stove flame and ticking water begin to deafen. The sharp...

Unseen Music

My mother stole my fingers, right from the keyboard they were dancing on. She snipped them from my hands, one by one, dropping them into her oversized yellow purse as red fireworked against black and white. The tarantella kept playing as she rattled my fingers against...

Prayer

Prayer   Please horde the sext’s intentions   She was holy without accessories   Keep chiropractors safe from respires   Keep chiropractors safe from alligators   Chiropractors tiny their fingers

3 micros

  We Meet During a Plane Crash Nose-diving toward earth, suitcases and sundries bouncing off our noggins like fists and elbows. She screams as if she’s my type, an extrovert on amphetamines. “WHAT’S YOUR SIGN?” A toddler flies by wide-eyed and jowly. A granny,...

Manhatten Island Something

All Eyes on the Swede Opaque Swedish crime absence with Pulitzer- stuffed golumpkis in her fists. I marvel at the geraniums sprouting from her digits. All day my eyes weep convictions as Americans dance dirty over the Polish parquet, certain of her entitled...

body part theft

They took my ass while I was sleeping. I admit, I was sort of awake but beyond caring. Look, where did it ever get me? In youth, I was built like Gumby—reversible, really. If it weren’t for my face, you couldn’t tell if I was coming or going. There wasn’t enough to...

On the brink of extinction

We were on the edge of the world, teetering on the head of a pin. Flying to meet in new locales, walking through ghettos, drinking at watering holes. Who were we? Does it even matter? It’s terms that mix us up. This or that. Not this, but that. How does a definition...

Seven Hazards of Technology

Orphan girl handcuffed to the night. She mascaras the moon with a jewel of coal.   Hieronymous Bosch dreams a beakless hummingbird, its nerve- quick tongue unencumbered.   The museum of rivers, black as absence, overflows, like falling in love in a foreign...

Day 1 – Extra

Forgot to include one little one!   Prompt: Write a 15 word poem with a single word as its title.   Sweep  tears secured / with twine / push dirt  around the floor / Magic Mouse / I am the flood   

Day 1 Writing Prompts

Hi All! Not sure the ideal format for posting the responses to multiple prompts, so taking a shot here and will just post some of the prompt (as a reminder) and my responses - here we go! Prompt: Write a poem or short story where a part of your body is stolen I Got...

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