I was reorganizing my office files this month, and I found some files of assorted poems I had written. I don't have dates on these poems, so I'll just add them here.
A Haiku for the Commuter: Driving Under Clouds
Come into the sacred garden of the Krishna-colored cats (revised)
Reading by the window light (revised)
This is not the place where I was born
The first time it wasn't a rape
Undergraduate Poetry, 1983-1987