it's best to be upfront

and tell him 

'you have two different sized feet'

the man with the goatee tells me

as my kid walks down the aisle

i can trace my feet problems

back to a pair of naot sandals

found at a salvation army

that i found to be quite fetching

though they were 2 sizes to small

i felt big in my britches

at a staff meeting

at the fancy private school 

when a co-worker asked 

what brand are those?

only to look down

and see my hairy arches 

framed by the tan straps

reminding me i wasn't

really a perfect fit

& i still have a little row of calluses

down the middle of my big left foot

3 short outside poems

 

1.

 

Look, wi fi

it’s what you always wanted

wait, where’s the sun

 

 

2.

 

if you could take

everything I don’t understand

and make it more simpler

 

that b great please

 

 

3.

 

The snow for days uncrunched

I walked on it and I left

some for u to crunch

 

 

 

Port Angeles

Standing at the edge of the washout

I toed the sandy cliffs

newly constructed by the river

Something felt symbolic about it

we drove three hours to get here

crossed the sound on a ferry

I wanted to bring you to an ethereal place

a long walk with no witnesses

brimming with magic

The magic was behind me

you, climbing straight up a sloping hill

minding the ferns, offering me your hand