Here is the tree that appeared as a moose covered in fog in the sleepless winter Here is a moose that returned to the forest in the bleach-drenched spring…

  I sit in the sun like I have so many times and can’t enjoy the warmth on my face, the pain claws too deep within my bowels, every organ…

  A vacuum starts in the foyer just there at 6:44 pm and drowns out the sound of Suspiria, so you pause and wait for it to stop. In electric…

 

  He keeps asking if we can talk but what he really wants is to sit on my porch again and listen to me play my country songs to the…

  for Robin Reagler Every archive is an elegy. The breach flutters with life & I make the stars into dust, hanging fires. Let the ghosts have fists. Our beatings…

  When I tell you that she is a palace Emily wants you to know that she is mostly a lasagna & she means it because there is no love…

+++ +++after Eduardo C. Corral’s ‘Ceremonial’ +++             +++++++Palms hammered, heart lanced, +++++I fall face-down             +++++++into our bed, sinking…

  Back in Seattle’s sloshy+++glopped winter months,+++I’d lean my Boulevard round the rain-glittered+++pizza-joint neon lights,+++the lonely hug-starved waiting politely for buses,+++the frustrated gusts+++of frost from the bay, like one would…

  Jab Inject Jab Inject Jab Inject Feel something other than blood leaking into your veins, a prickle or burn on the skin, sometimes just the cold sensation—like the condensation…

++++ Other people see their parents’ features— ++You have your father’s early greying hair ++You have your mother’s nose crinkle ++You have your uncle’s bellowing, shaking laugh And feel at…

  With her words naked before you, slide the author’s name into your mouth, mount her stanza, nipple the rhyme. The line ending gets you so close. Tongue the simile…