2015-08-18T22:16:10-04:00August 10th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

she was a lover, my isla. I fed her my dreams, and we together drank shadows. we were fairy light and pixie dust, we were lighter than air. I don’t write her name with a capital letter (not ever) because I know she wouldn’t want me to. Capitals are too big and broad for her [...]


2015-08-18T22:18:15-04:00August 8th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

She’s stayed close by, mole-girl, digging tunnels in the way she’s been carefully shown. Light-blind, she reaches out scoop-hand by scoop-hand tracing home routes anew from below. I come home above ground, shadow-cheeked and dirt-poor, with one notebook and a string in my hand. Fumbling, I reach for the switch in the dark, untuck the [...]

God, how?

2015-08-18T22:18:36-04:00August 7th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

For Katie I wonder how it happened, the carbon monoxide. Like an old man, maybe, his back bent from carrying sugar bundles on his shoulders: they piled up so high they rot-dissolved his spine melted it like teeth in coke (the way they showed to us in grade school). Or if not like him, then [...]


2015-08-18T22:18:58-04:00August 6th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

for Katie, rip September it happened in her sleep (they say) on a faded couch, or maybe it was new. I think there were tulips, white ones (but that was later) I would have brought a daisy. I met the eyes, they were blue and foggy (not like hers) and in a church where life is [...]

Turning Leaves

2015-08-18T22:19:09-04:00August 5th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

outside she sits, outside she sees: warm tulip light, the tree that grieves; with ink and flash, the story weaves her painting bright on turning leaves.

The Wasteland

2015-08-18T22:19:24-04:00August 4th, 2015|Categories: Poems|

I did see you, curled up like a cat in the second row, your grey paws crossed. I saw you wince when I couldn’t remember the words, And flick-frown in that tongue-tip corner way you do. It’s funny, really, because I love cats, but you aren’t one to slip and sleek around my calves. Instead, [...]


2016-12-05T18:49:04-05:00August 3rd, 2015|Categories: Poems|

You look at me crisply as the world blurs out around us, your eye filled with pictures I try vainly to see. Do you not see the colors spilling together? I want to jump into a river in winter, feel the ice freeze my bones. I want to run into an intersection, hear the horns [...]

Celebrity Weeklies

2015-08-18T22:20:01-04:00August 2nd, 2015|Categories: Poems|

She sits on the toilet, seat down, and pulls her feet up onto the lid so that no one will know she is there; then she takes the magazine out from under her shirt and lifts it to her face, breathing in the glossy pages.


2016-12-05T18:49:04-05:00August 1st, 2015|Categories: Poems|

Why did you come, exactly, to sit beside me in my reading room? to commandeered my precious, dust-edged volumes, with the oily boot-trails of your fingertips? In one gold-button moment, you annex Worlds as if they’re stamped with mortgages and wax; but those are veins you coil up, pack away, those flags are memories you [...]

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