I promised!

I said a few weeks ago that i would publish here my first accepted poem, “Lizard Skin,” that appeared in the September issue of Chantwood magazine. Please accept it for what it is, an early example of the kind of poetry I write.  Here it is:


Lizard Skin

You are a dragon, a winged lizard,

with breath that stinks and scales

that clank like metal in a sink.

Your hoary face is as wrinkled

as a crumpled black garbage bag.


It isn’t magic dust that saves me

but fortitude and choler

that smolders but does not die.

I don’t let it burn me.

I’ve learned that much.


You wiggled into places

you did not belong,

hairy and handsome,

now all lost in age and reptile skin.

I am free and alone.


It should be single spaced, but I haven’t figured out how to do that and get the line breaks right. No comments necessary, folks. I just said I’d publish it and here it is!

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