Resurrection of Mother and Child

poetry
  —after Johannes August Nahl’s “The Tomb of Madame Langhans” Bury a woman with her stillborn, the baby crawls out fingers first as the child of Maria Magdelena Langhans: Cherubic…

The Last Time I Cried

poetry
  Was when I was watching Misty Copeland dance “The Nutcracker” on mute, As I listened to “The Point of No Return” by Immortal Technique. It was simply beautiful. What…

Last Entry

poetry
  The quiet page is drenched but the snow keeps filling it up your fountain pen loops are the tangles you couldn’t comb out of your daughter’s hair when you…

The Words in Letters

poetry
  —after Zhang Zao   A letter opens and time turns back a letter opens and a wound appears a letter opens with an apology and closes with an exclamation…

Cleopatra sees snow for the first time

poetry
  you were born between having & not having: in a cream-tone house   with orange trimming, bombs hang on either side of your country   like parentheses. there are…

Sabbatical

poetry
  Standing and staring out into the murky spaces of night where the bushes lose themselves to obscurity, a scintillation occurs, a happenstance, a brief blinking, off/on, as in: non-being/being.…

Backyard, Late Afternoon

poetry
  which in this country means just gone two, a speckled black and white cat creeping under a hedge, the sun an orange foil over high rooftops, lawn damp and…

Calling My Shadow by Name

poetry
  I am the parasol through which she enters this world and if I were to rid myself   of her, pull her from me like a layer of skin,…