On Having Chosen Childlessness
I face the clot of horizon, feet sunk deeper ++in every wake, to consider the ocean. How ++++she moves—laps forward. The whole going nowhere. Her body lifts. Foil ++from…
I waited for the first signs
I waited for the first signs of menopause to announce themselves, and as the days passed, I felt no different except in my mind, which is where all maturation…
What I Want to Understand
why I can’t touch the blue of the sky even as it touches me, even as the trees sing: the hemlocks beat-boxing; the pines raising their resinous voices, trickling…
Understanding
in winter’s throat stuck. I am stuck in winter’s throat, the throat winter stuck me in. I am winter in winter’s throat stuck and my mother is here. winter…
Asking Questions on Yom Kippur
Is this a prayer or a small ship on the horizon? Is the water in the distance you or the ocean? (I saw your picture and it left me…
Twelve-Foot Skeletons
Change my life into what exactly? There’s a yellow tree in my neighbor’s yard that split down the middle last spring from the weight of late snow. Still went…
What Kind of Bird Changes Its Name
was what the search engine recommended before I could finish my intended question—what kind of bird changes its song? The bird in the old oak over my parents' pool…
After Reading Astrology Is Having An Upswing That Hasn’t Been Seen Since the 1970s
I look outside and see my mom, pruning her spiraea on the first full day of fall. She still moves with ease mostly, looks ten years younger than her…
Tanyard Creek
Bella Vista, Arkansas The roll of the waterfall calls to me. Dirt clings to my shoes stepping past rocks on the path, trying not to scare herons feasting nearby.…
Driving in 2016
It was fall when I showed you the desert. The imported +maples on campus beginning to turn while unseen coyotes sang in mourning. The San Gabriels ran to our…