The Plains Tiny bend in the road Split pea soup with Canadian bacon Naked Mountain wine No Paris in sight save Virginia Sassafras and...

The Time Seemed Green for Going [A cento] Footsteps hurry toward beginning. The hidden dove’s troubled voice – beggar, thief, boatman,...

Heliotrope Until just now I had forgotten the name of the boraginaceous flower that turns always to the sun twining up a neighbor’s green...

“The Great White Whale” – after Herman Melville’s Moby-Dick, Chapters 134-136 Imagine mad Ahab’s albino beast catapulting his behemothic...

Always the garden's ache is eased with rain, the tiny gods' reveille blown quick for a season: borrowing transport from sunlight diamond...

Contemplate the rhythm of a pandemic, listen, listen, fiddleheads open and trees riot quietly from flower to leaf, invisible sadness...

What If We Lost the Night Sky? Ran our hands through the empty-static evening and waited for a frequency where the air was clear. Stood...

George Bandy's publications include War, Literature & the Arts (USAF), New Millennium Writings, Subprimal Art Poetry, Blue Unicorn, The...

Eden on Fire God said, I am, and I felt nothing. That god, assigned male pronouns, is weak. I never liked him. What deity demands trust,...

Sayaka They made her change her name – The same kanji she’d used since she first picked up a pencil To mark on paper. Sayaka. The fortune...

First you must roll it down your street when it is least likely to be noticed, preferably noon. If it yellows while you roll, you must...

Self-Portrait From a Balm I was born from a long, hot labor a boiling, a hard shake, whipped to form after the heat and pain my caul, not...

Again, I am ten. My back to the fescue, bumblebees and no-see-ums looping around my head. Aerobatic insects. At the edge of the water is...

Day 14 of 21 (Block A) I saw you meditating in the UPM’s office shades pulled lotus on speckled carpet you caught me wondering if you...

On the Mountain On the mountain trail, I stop, call beyond shoulder. Footprints swerve cliffward. Silence Spread it into shocked air Like...

Executive from Europe’s Most Diverse & Inclusive Company of 2019 Retweets I’m sitting in an A-frame house // thinking about // stochastic...

Beak and Lance It Condor doesn’t need wings to fly far. The sudden setting of it all. Prairie under floodwaters is what I meant to say....

Nocturne the mockingbird calls on summer moons too its white throat’s perfume dusting privet blossoms under the nightshade as if glazed...

i know you’ve seen this house before me your body moved from room to room hands sliding across cracked walls index finger tracing counter...

Not the End: Rabbit —Spring Melt body’s crumple mistaken for snow-slush. Greyed melt off some vehicle’s mud-flaps. You, splayed in the...