Ode to Meatloaf

poetry
  Here’s to the metal bowl, the beef, the egg, the oats, my mother’s teary eyes as she chopped the onion, to her glowing veiny hands squeezing everything together, the…

the open vale of my X

poetry
    When they see me testosterone gluts their blood and they cannot look away They want to meet me If they get the chance they find me intelligent and…

German Shepherd

poetry
+++ The bone of a girlhood wish      +++ivory smooth & shining ++++++That I will always   be alone           +++like you & everyone   +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Once…

The Minding of Business

poetry
  Once again, some of us are overreacting. We’ve looked in the mirrors again. The heads we invited to sit in on our meeting have begun rolling contagiously all over…

Tenderness Exercise

poetry
  Create in your mind a room with the capacity to hold an infinite audience. Create in this room a site of relief for the human heart. You may slurp…

In Paradise: All Come by Chance

poetry
  Here, we are always alone at one time and before another. We’ve come by chance, and clatter in, with a surprising strength and with exceptional good nature. Pure and…

Pool Season

poetry
  Now, in swimsuits, ready for the public waters, we float inside inflatable stars, starfish, airships, false fins, easily deflated. Imagine what we are, what we might be. Amphibious. Of…

To Water

poetry
  we come to water even when we know we have good tap at home and the sprinklers are preset to distribute a half-inch of water to the new peach…

Upstairs, we three

poetry
  shelter volunteers face six self +++++identifying women who surf +++++++++++for jobs, housing and Deb — who decrypts Brueghel, Bernie Sanders +++++and baseball conspiracies in black +++++++++++cheerleader sweats. To our…