paw or hoof prints disappear as soon as I find them, mud or soft ground to hard or stone suddenly or a change in pace I can’t anticipate or…

  than have apologized for misgendering me. The problem is I don’t lick their palm after. Don’t sit at their feet. Don’t eat shit. The problem is the conversation starts…

I call them lightning bugs. He calls them fireflies. Our daughter is four and has not yet decided. She tries each name in the same evening, in the same wet…

  Sun  at  the end of the block.  And  my  life,  mo- mentarily lasting. A brief struggle, a snapped wing. The pressure of the future on my skin. Listening with…

  You used to complain how memory liked to play games, calling me by the names of all your grandchildren. I, too, forget–– walking past the open door, still anticipating…

  We kissed another man. We got drunk and gave an erotic massage. We drove to his dorm in thick, wet snow, the blizzard giving Us no choice but to…

  This is the only thing I’ll say plainly: Our pasts are more than artifact. The rest is all broken / mineral fiber tiles revealing / in the ceiling /…

  There I was, utterly carless, walking one end of myself to the other. Cardinals in full bloom. The snow smelled like sunlight. I was in Iowa, or rather I…

  It’s in the car while my lover drives that I see it: the carriage horse on its side on Dallas asphalt, the cars stopped behind it spilling concerned helpers,…

  This was the year I thought I’d lose you after the doctor said what he said, his voice kind, his words like sandbags thrown at our chests. This was…

  sculpture by Yueting (Ada) Wu, RISD Museum You would’ve gone right in, but I’m waiting to see what others do. Against the gallery’s hospital white, this structure is a…

  Grandma Genny’s wedding gown lies in a crumpled mound in a brown paper bag in the back of her closet. Lucky for me I am there the day she…