One, shadow-faced, gazes at the food, mouthpiece fallen from his slice-of-life lips. Three silver charms dangle à la beads of sweat from his hat. It’s hot as a…
After a long time staring into the cliffs you finally said, I think that when a stone looks at Medusa it just becomes more comfortable in its own body.…
New Year’s Day and the big reeds bowing over the stream’s headlong, white churn, only one back-flowing current glazing and glazing a black smooth stone, and you said This…
Their udders were so bloated a thorn might have slayed them. Sidestepping their own stiff tits, the cows hustled & hurtled through the doorway, a barge of skull…
No need for an appointment, crisis will erupt without you, another loud melancholy. Stop picking your skin, pulling hair. Your mother would say stop that you’ll leave…
Your mother tells me how her own mother always talked when she did jigsaw puzzles, pushing the pieces in and muttering “I’ll make you fit” under her breath.…
everyone i lived with is either dead or has since been reborn. on the cape sober houses flank summer homes. august women reek of moisture and diamonds. i know…