032620e

under the cabbage
leaf the next queen wails
time for a change

030320c

We were sitting down to dinner, when a fully formed human infant burst from crewman Smith's chest and scampered from the room. "You don't often see that reaction," the cook said.

121219b

behind the paper
something kicks and squirms
birth is still hard

111919b

"Don't eat the daisies," the sign said,
Johnny did and dropped down dead,
when he'd safely been interred,
we thought that was the dernier word,
in the spring a daisy tree,
grew from the plot where John was laid,
I guess his juices have been made,
into this thing that all can see,
downwind of us its seeds will go,
and Johnny with them? I don't know.

082319

Overprinting

Some naked thing,

Fumbling towards dawn

With a torch in its hand,

Sensations:

A sharpness on the feet,

A chill, goosebumps,

The rough wood on its skin.

It has no speech, not yet,

It will remember nothing

Of this, after words come,

Writing over these first

Sensual memories

That will never be accessed again,

That first there was something,

Then, something more,

And then: everything!

040719

the pods burst
early this morning
storks glide in at dawn

060816

slicing the kid's fruit

out he comes
a bouncing baby boy
strong, green, oh so smart
talking up a storm
can you spell Harvard?
vegetarian, of course
we're so glad we didn't go for a ham