Scarlet Tanager
in the honeyed slant before sunset
in the last hemlock grove,
I stepped off trail and was lost—
what soft human desire pressed me
into these woods,
what...
Nicknames Given to My Father’s Teeth Starting with Quadrant 1 Upper Right Third Molar
Hill of dirty snow.Trap for roaming bread.Broken Wrench.Nosey Neighbor.The Swallowed.Package opener.1/8...
Among Remains
The dog who mines springmud for squirrel shards
this morning just stares,in awe or empathy,
a deer skeleton sproutingfrom rain-washed gravel,
scrabble of ribs and spine,scapula...