I want to crayon in her consonants hear “Kraków”: not a city – a kvetch in her molars. I… Read more Marya
Fizzing the the nauseating heat That awakes from a sleepless beat I am depleted and completed Hesitating between delusion and… Read more Leaving Israel
Sweet dreams on the Golan Heights River dances my stream afloat In the feral grass I turn to land mines… Read more Sweet Dream
When it scraped ears, hands stroking but never touching I felt the tremble of a faraway place haunting the hollow… Read more The Last Instrument
Voilà, nous sommes arrivés à notre destination. Our journey is through. Nous avons laissés l’autre au bord de la rive,… Read more Immortalité (A bilingual poem)
When the continents drifted apart, did they get to say goodbye? And when you say goodbye, are you really never… Read more Upon Leaving (for Sophie)
I put you safe in the cupboards I left you high and dry I left you to stay until I… Read more Who stole you?
Incandescence in the blue the blue arch the blue stone and hard rocks shatter, shaking and shook Mouthfuls of love… Read more Temporality
I keep thinking I see Derek at Starbucks. I mouth his name, no one answers I see him in the… Read more Derek, from Starbucks
Placed get tainted We write about it all the time White canvases sitting beneath a layer of paint the blues… Read more Places
We don’t really care we don’t really understand The universe is full of possibilities but we are looking for the… Read more The Universe of Possibilities (upon being in math class)
We grew up thinking the worst thing that could happen was another Holocaust. Sometimes gang rape was as bad but… Read more Many Waters Cannot Quench Love, Nor Can the Floods Drown It.
Thank you, for ruining all my relationships Thank you for ruining my places. words. bed. Thank you for telling me… Read more First Love (Never Going Back Again)
If I could erase every memory we had the one’s that make me cry no matter good or bad. Because… Read more Everybody’s got to learn sometimes (after Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)
Instead of my eyes I’ll give you a poem Something small for you to keep should I ever leave. Maybe… Read more Love Song
To sit in this silent refuge, a haze in which I remind myself nothing is permanent. Spring dies too, and… Read more Eating Alone
That I cost That I linger That I masticate That I cardamon That I yellow That I ponytail That I… Read more That
Beneath this poem there lies an ocean. Where time slows to a pulsating tick And every word I speak is… Read more The Broken Kitchen
I am so sick of feeling this confusion this lifeless beast that nibbles on my bones. Like the fact that… Read more Rant
Sour. That year everything turned sour. The apples. Sour. The chocolate. Sour. The lips. Sour. And green. Green eyes. Green… Read more Sweet n’ Sour
Just stretch your arms out … Read more The Devil
pretty faces in the pretty darkness They dance for me in their pretty clothes and talk to me in their… Read more All My Boys Have Pretty Eyes
I Darling, it’s been too long since I sought the solace of our company. Your heart is filled with radioactive… Read more To my slightly younger self:
If I could stick rocks in your eyes and dirt in your mouth so that you would not have to… Read more Inferno
From the weak dawn we wake together take the metro en masse, Recollect our dreams in unison A single chant… Read more Paris
She’s fine now But she was depressed with him Maybe she loved him too much.
He was boring, but he knew he was boring. “Boring people have the right to live too”, he said.
You’re a figure crouching on my chest at night You haunt my house and during the day you won’t go… Read more Panic
To she who’s fear is being alone and to the dapple eyed lawyer who wants nothing more than to win… Read more Fear
When something dark and wet moves within me, sometimes I think I’ve lived before. I wonder why people hate the… Read more Moist and Guttural
Built up on a midnight fantasy or was it real? I don’t know anymore these things are all confused in… Read more Expectations and a Flow of thoughts
Two strangers met in a haze and threw in a pinch of their bodies. Out it came… Read more I was Told
A sip of wine is left about your mouth Softly I can open my lips like a chest inhaling… Read more MEMORY
“It’s funny. I don’t believe in god, I don’t want to go to synagogue, but I go. And once… Read more When You Finally Understand Religion
Vertical sky when they walk south, or down what’s the difference My head pressed down into the cement, the river… Read more Poem on the Pont Alexandre III
I swear my eyes were only shut for a second. I swear it was September just a minute ago. As… Read more BLINK.
I always dreamed a widow would Someday keep me in her womb, Teach me secrets of solitude The road towards… Read more TWO MINUTE POEM
The bus shakes with every pothole And sometimes I think it all might fall apart And I miss New York,… Read more Last Sedentary Sunday