for Billy, Nikki, Josey, Rosie, and Pearl We drink good whiskey under the magnolia trees, talk about how the dead can’t see how great life gets. What a…
like a flower that only opens at night. Call it moon vine: only flower half the time. Blossom unfastened by absent light —how withholding spins desire. What…
Enslaved people’s quarters, Woodlawn Plantation, Virginia, 1820 We lay side by side in the heat, in the night’s palm, the dried sweat of day thick upon our chests,…
When the young die, for weeks they appear in halls and crowds--the slap whisper of semblance in a body or head, a gait, any remembrance that likens death to…
1. So many years of nightly death have made us practiced, professional. 2. Death on the other hand is scripted, sheep-worn, muzzy, and tastes bland as a tomb.…
Florian Davis was hit by a truck on Monday at 3 o’clock; she was just crossing Main Street. That’s what everyone said: “She was just crossing Main Street.” They…
It was the fall the NFL players went on strike, asking that their wage scale be calculated as a function of gross revenue—a demand the team owners recoiled from as…
1. Farzana is even more beautiful than I remember. The girlish softness of her face has sharpened into angular maturity, as though someone reached under her skin and adjusted…
Definitions and usages of the word “time” as a noun take up two tightly printed, small-font columns in Webster’s New Universal Unabridged Dictionary. I’m not sure exactly when this…