Metamorphosis No one asks the caterpillar.Survival has selected her destinylong before she swallowsher first lush, trembling leaf--sending her, impelling herto commit herselfwillingly,even eagerlyto the tiny...

After a night of therapeutic bottle and blunt passing He wakes on earth at 5AM In a lumpy bed He goes to the airport in his overalls Brandishing...

I Want Better I want better. I find this double mindedness debilitatingAnd I am hating the outcomes that I see I want to flee from realityBecause of...

Can I Borrow Your Iniquities? If you don’t mind Can I borrow your iniquities? Since my sins are so much greater and heaven has no room forme...

The Home We Will Remember I am born in the black hills of eastern Kentucky to a young woman from the Gulf Coast of Texas who sews...

My little sister is beautiful.She has our father’s eyes, brown.Her mother’s skin—light, blinding. Something in her skin draws meand I look like a confused scribble,a...

Breathe I can’t breathe, said the fish who soon would dieI am a lie, sung the bird who could not flyI am the truth, said...

What’s Left of My Grandmother’s Signature In her room at Poet’s Walkher first name begins witha cursive J elegantlycompleting itself on the wall, resting in suspended...

The Night I Hear Sharon Olds Read Some rooms look dead from the outside.I eat late. I drink so much. Cold moon over an old drugstore...

HUSBAND A handthat reaches out mooring mefrom a night of wind-tossed dreams luring me back to portthis bed our terra firma the heat of his palmthe only thing...