The North Star
Weeping in the Dentist's Chair — Four Poems Featuring Teeth
In either case you’re pretty lucky. Your ache is not as bad as the ache-ache-bleed-bleed of some others who need constant medicine and other means to help ease and regulate the symptoms.
God Makes an Omelet
Morning has broken.
First me, then you, then the country
strewn left and right, spoiled
Cal Embraces the Death Penalty
“You know what I want to get her, I mean, if I don't break up with her?
I want to get her one of those stun guns you can get at Walmart—”
Hey, Girl, Hey, It's the Month of May — Three Poems
Buying luck with soft licks of cash
Exhilaration alone empties your stash.
Planes cruise overhead, the planet turns
Palm tress sway, but no one learns
It’s all about love in these years.
So, how about love in these years?
Christmas is a time for giving, being with family and friends, and hating every other asshole out there in the shops and on the roads also trying to spread joy and share in the Christmas spirit. Similarly, Hanukkah is a time for Jewish people to desperately try to feel relevant during Christmastime.