Compensation

For years I’ve been told
“you’re a great writer.” With that
paycheck comes belief.

Unfaithful

Now I blog somewhere
else. A paid professional,
thousands read my work.

Importance

Congratulations
follow me like flies all be
cause of my new job.

Psych kick

Today it didn’t
happen. But I thought it would.
What does Facade say?

Business as usual

Breakfast meeting. Lunch
meeting. Outside, homeless men
plead, Will work for food.

Absence

When you’re not here we
skip dinner, fall asleep with
the TV still on.

See sun’s end

We’ve shut the windows.
Pulled out sweaters, pulled on socks.
A fall admission.

The next day

Undereye circles
purple as grapes, lids heavy
as harvest-ripe vines.

Word whore

I was first published
in Seventeen magazine
thirty years ago.

About October 10th

I’m unsure whether
joy or terror will greet the
news that I am live.