POETRY
His Durag

here, no one cares about your fashion. she was the only one in love with it: that gold, velvet durag that shined like ingots polished […]

Birthright of a nation

jack kerouac comes over to my house for dinner i sent him an invitation in the mail and he responded in red crayon, scribbled over […]

POEM: Pinus Strobus

It could have fallen from any tree. A lack of naming, or perhaps of remembering. But I do remember this pine cone as animals must—not […]

POEM: A Letter

For  every stamp I’ve licked and locked on my skin. For every darling I’ve mailed myself to. Rubbing shoulders with birthday cards, tax notices, divorce […]

POEM: Punitive Psychiatry

You stayed the swelling flesh around the ignored gaping wound were gifted the bitterest of blames   for your own suffering and never pardoned for the […]

POEM: After Kezia Stiles

  At age eleven, Ezra calculated the age of the world by summing the years before and since the Flood. Its high-water mark fell above […]

POEM: Seaplane

What’s that thing they say about insanity? Flying the same route over and over In a seaplane that crash-lands on the coast?  The vehicle conceals […]

POEM: House with Burning Clapboards

after Lois Dodd

POEM: The Mooring

[after Louise Gluck’s “Grandmother in the Garden”]   The dirt below your tomb has bloomed  with earthworms, and the sun still keeps time in lines […]

POEM: Our Rituals Were Not

By Hudson Warm I. Your Room is a River   & along the red riverbed I find myself & you, resting. The day’s toils flock […]

POEM: Drift