Sorting Through Mail at a Senior Home
I make small piles on my desk
To separate the residents
Who have passed and those still waiting
For letters that...
typing double r's
is a mistake my computer is attached tolike loving the wrong personor eating after 8
it can’t resistgiving me a string of themeach...
Insomne
Azules sueños cruzan la habitación a oscuras
formando el rostro de las noches
en un cielo de humedad.
Alimenta el viento
la voz del aguacero,
surca mis oídos y...
promise & debris
remember friendwe are fallenthough nature has kept her word
you set your sailsfreedom you believedwas the ability to move, maneuver
what the word meantset...
We No Longer Kill Our Visitors
The millipede scurrying across the basement floorsearching for a dark corner in which to rest.
The spider dangling from the...
Bakekujira
All we could see of Bakekujira was the skeletonhe floated in, when that ghost whale breached
the brine. Cosmic blue eels writhed inside him;royal crested...
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...
POULTICEWhen you have looked elsewherefor answers—the spider’s web,the empty hive, the rotted log,beneath the unturned stone—ask yourself what you haveneglected. Do not lamentthat what...
