moon over the Bay
I make things up. The moon is something I made up.
moon over Silicon Valley
Am I superficial because I am a self-made man?
moon over the Tenderloin
Desire rubs me raw. I learned something this long life.
moon over Land’s End
You went long before me. My path seems endless but I’ll get there.
moon over Bernal Heights
You know home. It fits like a glove. What kind of glove?
moon over the Castro
I have a zipper where my boyfriend has a spine.
moon over Tiburon
What you mistake for whitecaps are legions of sharks.
moon over Muir Woods
Here’s a secret for those of you who lack one.
moon over Dogpatch
I have an itch like fireweed in a crack of concrete.