The Driving Conversation

poetry
  “Life is strange,” my father says, at 95. Why argue with that? I drove down to TX to see him last week, to try and convince him to stop…

Smells Like “New Car”

poetry
  I feel there’s a bug crawling around in my hair, so I’m brushing at myself. I’m running myself into the ground, bobbing and weaving. The bug is telling me…

Polyamory Landmark Alert

poetry
  Metamour not a word I thought would ever describe me. Partner’s partner. My partner loves two or more people. My partner’s partner was here first. I am trying to…

Imagen de Yagul (Ana Mendieta, 1973)

poetry
  from the Silueta series I am twenty-five and shrouded in flowers, lying in my own shallow grave. You could call it premonition. But look now: I come back to…

Birthday (Dorothea Tanning, 1942)

poetry
  Again my outfit is perfect and all the rooms are empty. I am thirty-two; my favorite pet is medieval; no one has come ’round to take my photograph. What…

Lunch

poetry
  to not have to dry and then style my hair to not have to wear makeup to just be a person to just have to brush my teeth to…

The Universe’s Attraction to Entropy

poetry
  it’s not desire but a constellation of semi-filled Mason jars scattering the nightstand but the recognition of cedar bending space between us but a chipmunk chasing its tail in…

The Sacrifice

poetry
  The herd of goats whispers, We’re tired of the snow. I whisper back, I know, scratch between their curved horns. Four of them chew hay, three jostle for feed,…

Maybe I Too Will Become

poetry
  Matisse said when I paint green it does not mean grass. When I paint blue it does not mean sky. I don’t find this irritating. I wouldn’t mind sitting…

Taking Stock

poetry
  I assure you that I still love you. It is the truth but it is also threadbare, a warm bowl of soup waiting at our empty table, above the…

Dissociation Curve

poetry
  Loving you, child, was running at sea level after training at altitude. Thin air trained my blood to scavenge. I learned flight in reverse: sinking from the mountain top…