in the quietest hour, I sever strings of barbed wire from their homes. I am braiding them together, slow and...
And they call this the Theseus’ ship paradox: The great hero returned triumphant And left his ship in some Athenian...
In 1887, Moses dies, leaving Sarah alone with two-year-old A’lelia. I have lifted the still slick tongue of the man.I...
There’s orange oil on my thumb, viscous beefy consumé, I’m battling the wind for my paper napkins and my paper bag and anything that isn’t...
ROOTING DOWN It sounds like a room of tiny bells, the wind coming in through a small, stained window Butterfly...
11/28/22 I had a dream about you last night. In the dream, I was at a party that happened to...