The stableboy leads, drives on the chestnut horse. Tears form in the tear ducts of the horse’s eye. In the silent swamp the dry reeds clatter like a pilgrim’s staff.…

“It’s autumn,” I write, and a boat without sails arhythmically scrapes at my heart— as long as it can. All the cards have been played, and the hand-made rock fountains,…

The word ‘bloom’ is a grenade. Pull out the L-pin, and boom.   The dandelion turns into a piñata, confetti blizzard; exploding   is an efficient way to start pollinating.…

Tesla runs away to a high onion-dome chapel     entombing him the night. It is off-season for wobbling pilgrims, affording the child his very own necessity     of dread. Fleeing— the point…

I preferred their 5 am chirps in the rafters to my roommate’s sex groans. But what a lazy renter I was, never climbing the attic for a sight or paging…

I sometimes see a fox from my window: brush of brown, echo of red by the woods— more a suggestion of a fox, shadow of movement. Just when I think…

Something loosens, the grip of gravity slipping as sleep approaches. A buoyant heart rises, wanting its own view. And why not—here, now the roof the floor, and heaven there for…

My daughter wants to lose her teeth. All her friends have: Gavin, Gabi, Brooke and Morgan, Samantha, Matt, Rebecca and Riley. She’s started banging into doorjambs mouth first. I tell…

My daughter picks the painted eggs from under the juniper bushes that line the path as maples weep last night’s rain and the sun apologizes for being absent. My daughter’s…

Again the drink, the musk and identity of honeysuckle, orange blossom, pear. Again pluck and flood. A body takes juice and distillation from inaction, shoulder to shoulder without witness over…

So we decided to fill in the baby book the same weekend I got the snip— something to do while I lay in bed recovering from the pull in my…

Sister, it’s just about done and we’re in the clear, safe in the day’s margin. Make me one of those bourbon drinks with a quarter key lime and let’s perch…