Selected Poems

Hermaphropoetics (work in progress)

from Solitary Workwoman

Part 3: Fire Clay
from The Joe 82 Creation Poems

Selections from
I am the Babe of Joseph Stalin's Daughter

Not Be Essence That Cannot Be



                Wild-Woman & The Nature Of Horror & Love


                              the glowing      the blue
      broken          solid/earth   melting   I did
                BEHOLD         the field of Sloth
                                                & eye
                                 of GOD
                    the mental
                        soul cleansing
                           the body /& with a SWORD
                       purifying
                                  the Awakening

             the first is weight 
               & white crying sky 
            /the second is
           hanging tongue &
         joined fingers                  & yellow crookedness

                           transform & Exalt!
                           force the slipping
                                     S N A K E   the   beast
                    taste of darkness &
                              pure DIsTORtion

               how can you make the distinctions
          /utter three sounds?

                                 this bird
                                 this wind
                                 this now/
                                 this pain
                                 this passion/
                                 this new-born
                                 two pieces of 
                                 frog
             this chunk of
             stiff-necked barbaric
             piss-pride!
                                  this wish for/
                                  virtue        when the song
                        of wild-woman

                           is the nature of horror for/
                 through love

                                  .know me like the sea.
              O Beware!