It is Friday night. No date. Any Friday night you want. I am playing chess with my Dad after we...
On the day after the shivering Jews weep at God. February’s wormy grass stomped on by their shovels, digging down...
After dark it is easier to see Burning Cities with ice Dancing just out of reach. Everyone is an element,...
How does one capture the feeling of being made to feel like a moon—cratered and whole, a silvered face, catching...
Open up your coffers and caress air Rugged waters and minerals leap to grasp peach skies Remember the geometry of...
The days when the flower pot shattersbecause a gust of wind blows too strongly,and I am left with dirt and...
in the quietest hour, I sever strings of barbed wire from their homes. I am braiding them together, slow and...
When I get my haircut I like to imagine The barber is you. I don’t notice the Eminem playing or...