Don’t break bones to make omelets.Don’t squeeze your heart in a citrus hand press.Don’t scissor-kick in tar pits.Don’t wade into recent history withouterasers and a dinner jacket. Rememberthe last one alive gets to run naked.Don’t let your desires pass overheadlike clouds where no one on the ground gets wet.Don’t dive without irritants in your mouthto... Continue Reading →

Son, take some initiative.As soon as possible, you shoulddress yourself. Here’s all you needto know: Tag in back.Stop waiting for your busy motherto wipe your butt, and perhaps avoidfuture hemorrhoids.Start brushing your own teethand avoid that bitter daywhen she was rushed and haggardand instead of toothpaste grabbedyour older brother’s acne cream.Don’t wear your underwear and... Continue Reading →

O floater in my eye,curlicue that darts away from direct gaze: On my lover a traveling beauty spot on her face then chest, thigh and foot. A wingless bug buzzless in my periphery ascending to escape my swiping hand. Zigzags across bright sky like an ellipsis of miniature migrating birds.O mundane scars: Teenage acne craters... Continue Reading →

By David A. GoodrumNovember 2, 2022 After crashing rainSidewalks slippery with sighsEvaporating Read More in Poetry...