I Called You Orion
when you were in my belly,small as a grapefruit seed.Within the dark of my wombyou shone of your own constellation-star glow-growing...
Control
When my computer’s platformfor attending virtual meetings crashed,and my IT specialist recommended I give control,I eagerly abdicated.
Cursor moved as though on autopilot,clicked here and...
Keep Coming Back
Before sin there was cocaine. Coca leaves spread like a carpet
on lush clearings and golden paths in the Garden of Eden.
Creation was...
Mattress
Who will be my husband’s next lover?When we sign our names, releasing each otherfrom responsibility of each other’s choices,and dinners, and car insurance—Will he...
But Nothing Is
How does one measureenough-ness? Existingas the sum ofallone would ever need?I can littleascertainfor myself if even Isuffice
It is a feelingintangible as etheronly...
WHERE HAVE ALL THE PEOPLE GONE?
Another December,Another end of the roadAs I look around and wonder,Where have all the people gone?
Tucked in tighter to...
Tondo: Closing the CircleAfter Sam Gilliam’s Something is Going On!—2021
In a muddle of abstractiona face emerges—owl, cat, human—no certainty.Should I turn the canvas,straighten its...
The Reflection Terrace at Brookside Gardens
I am still water
I take on the color of thehedge-pine greens thegeese-moss browns thetortoise-rock grays theazalea-breeze pinks thebride-haze whites...
