by phoenix | Jan 28, 2008 | Poetry
I am the world tree I am the woman, my branches reaching I am the serpent, entwined This is a story ancient and common My roots reach around a globe I feel all and know all I am light and desire And I created...
by phoenix | Jun 22, 2007 | Poetry
For B.W. At home, she tries on voices, accents echoing around rooms. She says she can’t hold one down, that she is sliding towards a future language, not yet invented. She spends her days planning for disasters she hopes won’t happen. Her life is filled...
by phoenix | Oct 20, 2006 | Poetry, Uncategorized
For David Hicks, five years in Guantanamo Bay without charge They torture him, Because he is Muslim Because he fought on the wrong side Because he is different from them Yet we do nothing. They create laws with an eerily familiar ring, Because...
by phoenix | Jun 4, 2006 | Poetry, Uncategorized
[after an increase in sexual disfigurement of indigenous women was reported in The Age newspaper] I say no, don’t want that now, and he say, fine, Then no one gonna have you. Pours his stuff on me He been huffin’, they all do, Drops his...
by phoenix | Mar 23, 2006 | Poetry, Uncategorized
She’s a delicate rose Found in flowery prose And I’m not her. He reads seductive books Where those kinds of looks Are all you need. I’ve always preferred My words to be heard. A different end: Rapunzel rolls up her...
by phoenix | Feb 9, 2006 | Poetry, Uncategorized
For Aveline de Rais Rubinshteyn she is standing in thrall to the tempest she has nothing to lose but her hide she knows all the tricks and she’s seen all the hicks and she’s secretly crying inside her skin is a rocking horse palimpsest she has...
