Hillary Clinton

Don’t you know no girls
allowed? Threaten the big boys,
they call you a bitch.

The abyss, glimpsed

An email from a
stranger descending into
madness unnerved me.

Unspoken

Secrets like splinters
lodged down deep tear you apart
from the inside out.

Same old lament

National TV
talk show called me to be a
guest. What will I wear?

To do list

I jot on random
scraps, then lose them. No wonder
I don’t get things done.

Tasteless

Reading haikus is
like eating chestnuts. You stop
after a bad one.

Psoriasis

I scratch itchy skin,
thinking of lepers losing
pieces of themselves.

Stephen King films

We longed for The Mist
and 1408 like kids
dreaming of Christmas.

Moral chicken

They saw a film on
how poultry is killed. They cluck
as I eat hot wings.

The day after

Busyness is best
to occupy, medicate
you. Endings are hard.