An editing poem ¶ on editing poems ¶ by an editor (of poems): 21 September 202621 September 2026

keyboar dyin, a coab 24 August 202624 August 2026

Whentf is this going to end… 25 July 20263 August 2026

Friendship 20 June 202619 June 2026

At 3 a.m. 17 May 202613 May 2026

Réponse 25 March 20265 April 2026

a senryu 10 March 202610 March 2026

Poem for Renee Good  –– Poet and speaker of truth –– Your brains splayed,  You exposed them, in the most dramatic of ways. Bitch. What dies there, where you lived your last stanzas? 22 February 202622 February 2026

Fked by the patriarchy Again and Again – we take the chairs, we send the phones, we pay the theft and we say NO, fk that! 20 February 202620 February 2026

A different day — an ocean pool — more forgetting — a smile that once would have fluttered a heart — no scalpels and luck holds firm 29 January 20266 July 2026