Author: Michael Igoe

Poem: Redhanded

I take my leavefrom soft places.Known for an attemptat makeshift grandeur.At the close of a duska gas lamp assumedmonstrous proportion.To outshine and outsize,running lights in ….

Poem: Gypsum Marble

Pairs of eyes rovetoxic in naturein savvy glancesincomplete jots.At once alarmed,by harum scarumsof¬† folk crowdingin sap-like waterparrying headstrong.Left to consider oaths,garish on-field and sky,they muster ….

Poem: Shoreline

I guess I throb to own a  craft appeased in a night of a wafer-thin smile. Delving by touching, only just so far, far enough ….