On the nightbefore the resurrection,four little girlsare seated aroundthe dining room tablea rainbow of chocolatesand twice as sweet.
Sisters, they gather to performa family sacrament--turning...
You’ve forgotten the names of your homemade saintswho crowd in the dark behind your thin lids.In the veil you’ve drawn betweenHere and Not Here, they...
*With gratitude to all who contributed to this crowd-sourced list poem following my social media inquiry
I’m so sorry that happened to you.It makes sense...
