seven found poems assembled from the pages of the new yorker | 2022
six found poems assembled from the pages of the new yorker | 2021
found poem assembled from the pages of the new yorker | 2020
four found poems assembled from the pages of the new yorker | 2019
Two robots are coming.
Hide the WD-40...
assembled from the pages of the new yorker | 2018
I'm probably going to be a mad scientist,
and make the original recipe for creating life on earth...
Musicians and night-club proprietors lead complicated lives...
I know nothing about her but what I heard from the scuzbut on the streets...
It came to pass in New York...
gift wrap, old prescriptions, old chargers, broken headphones...
Other people's minds are a foreign country...
Earthlings are fragile, demanding, and germy...
Movements of the lower lip in dance,
A work consisting of a hundred love lyrics...
A work consisting of a hundred love lyrics...
The morning was cold and the sky was bright...
God spoke.
My own true love...