this isn’t poetry this is just bearing witness and writing it down today I watched a man in Gaza attend...
BACKYARDRUSTED–THROUGH FIRE PIT too many thursdays thin light through the basement blinders chilledsweat expiring across ...
Today I got to my apartment and as I walked through the door, my lava lamp broke.Against the floor, it...
You milk a fishas the year swims byand America is riding a bear.The Long Island Sound shelves layers of holy...
He keeps finding these incorrect spaceslittle ribbon-veins tied around pink flesha coquette lifeblood flirting with the gapsbetween heartbeats. There is...
IV.(a) Nothing gets out of hand if it was neverwithin reach. Nothing goes down in flames if it wasnever high...
In the fog before churchthe cafes are closed,the good grocers alsosave one in which I knowno Spanish and am sorry....
Spring with its promise of holidayswas come on the open farmbehind the house behind your father’s house. You knew this:...
Having for so long watched othersset to work before me,I enter now the suit of heavy cottonand slip my hands...