Me, on Street Ever Righteous

Moon, now Saint Erasure Rules

Mother, Stained End Run


My Southern Dog: Mon S. Terrier

‘Mo better blues: Endless Everywhere,

And now a car accident! OnStar, State

Your Emergency?


We, we all know we’re all monsters–

We be these humans, and dogs in the world

Know and forgive us; they know

How cruel, cruel we humans can be.


Maybe dogs figure–

Wolves do have it worse

Alone, there in packless expanses.

I hope

The dogs

Are right.