Category: Poetry
Skimming a Stone
I am at the stony beach by the river with both sons. They are old enough not to be eating stones anymore. They have a net to fish for fish, and for st …
Read moreTutankhamun’s Wet Nurse Imagines Herself as the Goddess Nut
stars in my hair dragonflies padding each shoulder a blue mole cuddles each toe I hold two worlds together …
Read moreDad’s Plot
You coaxed these tendrils clock-wise around each stick, secured them with string; now the vine’s once-youthful winding, nakedly exposed, is stiffer th …
Read moreFor Couples Considering Divorce
Just outside Las Vegas, NV, Ginnungagap Hotel advertises its indoor watercourse to precariously married couples Take one week off from j …
Read moreThe Reckoning
Whether the fog lowered or rose, with it came the wolves, their white-and-grey fur merging with the dense air. They came after the bloodletting …
Read moreBear on the Battlefield
Sweet spot of the day the last tour bus propels itself through the fresh dusk. Split-rail fences rim the road in waggy stitches. In local news, a bear …
Read moreProud Flesh
I had fallen out of love with everything. It was calming to think of all the ways a person could go, but wasn’t serious enough to pull it off. A routi …
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