7bus rider Because we're all a bit schizophrenic.

1 My Composition From an Eng Comp. class. "I come from frying beetles with Pops' magnifying glass when I was young, when I was blonde, on his and Gram's back porch. From unearthing worms and grubs and watching how grasshoppers' tireless legs fold, bend at their hinges."

3 Sunday mornings I sit at the dock's edge with a half-empty glass / of mint tea. You are the last ice cube, / melting, clinking against the side. / The cube melts. I'm losing something.

1 The Grocer's The man has sunburn on his upper arms. Some of it has begun to peel. He looks beyond them, into the squash field on the other side of the road. It's green, and white and orange-tinted squash lie on their sides like dead, misshapen birds.

1 Grave Digging I buried my pet frog last night. This is a general overview not in my usual style of that event. Rated for language.

1 my ivory landscape Tonight, up in the attic, / the crisp smell of daytime will fade / as honey-colored light dims in the windows…

1 of love and frankenstein's monster The world rejects me, as it did Frankenstein's monster. Naturally, we find compaionship in each other.

2 homophobic conversation my girlfriend's mother called me today... this is me ranting about it.

2 flee by sea The eve of travels found me bare and lying in my master's bed he came with haste, for me to care, to plead I hear each word he said...

1 opposite to fever you're hyde around a dark alley corner, cracking your knuckles and gnashing your teeth...