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Performance Anxiety

The eyes of men were drawn, numb and automatic, to her youthfulness.

Perfume River

He does not dare to ask the question flaring in his head. Will she stay.

Pheasant Hunting

He was getting a divorce. I was married with two teenage children.

Phone Cards

Doctor, he devoted. When she poorly, he bring her mint tea in bed.

Phonograph Mouth

I say aria, scale of the day, weigh each square foot she’s kept up.

Photos from New Orleans

After moving, I began to look at the images and piece them together.

Pia Outloud

Pietà

The church was clearly the work of a madman driven crazy by the wind.

Pimp

In my eyes is the flame of the adolescent he wants to hire.

Pineapple

Lucy Liu, you show me I can come to fruition and yellow on my own terms.

Pity

Once I took it in my mouth, I had to admit pity tastes like sandwiches.

Plutonium

I wanted just to like chemistry, because my teacher hailed from Georgia.

Poem

Loving you is every bit as fine as coming over a hill into the sun.

Poised, Like Jellies

We’d open our mouths and sink, trying to make an ocean of ourselves.

Polyamory

Cory only hires stoners so he has something on them if they try blackmail.

Pop Rivet

Finger tracing the terrain, you hold me through autumn’s loss of color.

Port of Lisbon

We drink to Nixon’s impeachment again, this time with the good stuff.

Portrait of the Cartoonist as a Woman

My mother taught me to rebel within the boundaries of acceptability.

Praying Naked and Other Poems

Forgive me, please, for continuing to believe that roses are beautiful.

Pretty Parts

“Tell me about the things you can’t tell me about when I’m dressed.”

Prime Green

A world of adventure awaited, a world of beautiful, available women.

Prime Green

We would just roll down the old biology road like all the other suckers.

Privilege

“We don’t feel like a couple. Haven’t felt like a couple for a very long while.”

Promise

What felt like sanctity now felt like nothingness, like death.

Put to Sleep

It’s like having your parents in the room. Patrolling our sleep, our sex life.

Rae Rae

My mother hoped moving would erase the affair with a married man.

Rainy Season

The transformation of their maid from shadow to sexpot thrills Maizie.

Ravishing Pink

Was that lipstick on Don’s cheek? This was too much for her to take.

Raynaud’s Weather

A heart takes precautions, withholds warmth, but it’s mistaken.

Reading from Intercourse

Here I am, king of the gods, making a fool of myself just to get under your gown.