Psalm Where I Am Myself Again
Cazenovia, New York At the lake, a woman wades with her toddler, another woman throws a stick for her lab who leaps into the water over and over. A…
Mo(u)rning
They say you’re a genius boy, straight As and one lazy B, fixing Rubik’s Cubes in blindfolds, winning chess games against the teacher, a whiz kid gathering acclaim. They…
This Could Be a Poem about Rape
if it wasn’t already a poem about rape. Here, there is no knife. I’m not caught in the teeth of my mother’s worst dreams—Huffy bike discovered behind the Peoples…
In the Women’s Locker Room After Swimming
Their swim finished, feet planted in small puddles as they wrangle suits off, pat themselves dry, weave laughter through the tales they swap— of marriages, new babies, grandchildren, friends…
For the Texas Poppy Mallow
Endangered flower, when I learn you open like a wine cup and wait eight days for the pollinating bee to wallow in your bowl, bellied against you, its furred…
An Extended Version of a Moment in Which I Join a Flock of Ground Birds
My cousin got arrested for digging trenches to help turtles return to the sea. Pythons have escaped their owners and altered the natural order of things in certain inlets.…
Against Maintenance
Let the roads rot. Let the machinery that paves and saws and seals rust. Let houses dilapidate, businesses deteriorate. Let teeth fall out as easily as October crabapples. Let…
Mirrors into the Verb To Be
Something is bulging and pushing its way in patterns, in risks of what floats and travels. We should be so lucky to see the exact moment it erupts—like a…
Beyond the Shopping List
* oat milk * crayons to draw no specific picture to shop for a hobby? * tomatoes—ones that actually taste real * a pause a pass on something I…
