Aubade Ending with a College Acceptance Letter
That time at the Ingomar rodeo,
back of the horse trailers,
all that dirty July light, gleam & shit-spatter,
the dust...
Minor Details
We lie on a fallen beachwithin the sooty winds of the east.
What makes a war-stroke cityso human and inhuman?
Far missiles are weavingthe heavens...
Elegy
for the platform I built of untreated cedar wood planks from Home Depot, that I painted madder yellow, overlaid with Scandinavian flowers like something...
