When my father left us, my mother became a panther, her eyes slow from medication, hunting an answer   the rooms couldn’t give her. She was angry, but didn’t…

  for Tamir Rice   the officer stops   parks his car at the frost chipped curb the officer can see the boy and spends a few more moments in…

  on days when he’d been exiled from home and you had yet to learn to travel the crease of your mother’s brow   you’d sit with your father  …

  I caught the smell of sick on myself, sweet as talcum or skin. My god was exhausted. My god was a glitter. My   mama called sweat a sheen.…

  I went to love because I wanted to believe   in the self as a place that deserved its own destruction. I dwelled on the inside of my  …

  A fine way of looking at things— me observing you kissing me.   How decent of me to pretend I am shocked by you.   You’re the inverted foot…

  Why is it so stubbornly in winter? Drifts everywhere, salt shortage. For the men hawking roses in morning rush, nowhere to stand but the street — they’re gonna get…

  They do not rest or come to Earth, neither Common Swifts nor the crescent moon   in flight, but the Hale-Bopp swings near every few thousand years, and we…

  Tonight the moon is out   on parole—no room, no light   of her own, although in the right mood   she can drag her black dress across  …

  The boys follow the moon still hanging early morning and don’t even acknowledge it. Seems sometimes the crows will shake up the cornstalks and John’s not stuffed with straw.…

   I’m awake again 5 a.m. walking around the house again bare feet on unsealed tiles            again sleep crusts eyes morning's ritual becomes clang clang putting pots away         …

  Logan, you took your glass eye out for me.                   It wasn’t the taking out that I needed   to see, but…