Love Sonnet for Idgie Threadgoode
The mason bees are buzzing. It's a summer
afternoon. Their nest is hidden inside
the earth. I lie belly to brown barrenness.
No...
It Can Also Mean a Type of Fish
Language is made with sounds
and symbols. An X suggests
an ending or anonymity or
place treasure is hidden. Meaning
requires...
The Brightest
I could talk about color palettes.
You can use umbers, or siennas
—raw siennas,
burnt sienna is cold and raw sienna is warm.
What I’ve learned from...
Trying to Convince Poison Control You’re a Good Parent
You try to sound calm—but not too calm.
When they ask your daughter’s weight, you sound knowledgeable,...
Come to Your Senses: Smell
He slides the red checkered lid off the glass jar and whiffs, deeply.
“Pot!”
His classmates laugh.
He passes the jar, all part...
Morning Glory
for N.P., who breathed the first line
We need a particular privacy to feel—
a wired frame guarded by a quilt, dark
curtains who tame the...
Middle Age
Suddenly this hunger.The yard’s river
birch finally empties itselfof summer’s grief
when the night’s crescentmoon swallows
a small piece of the pallidred sky.
Before the fall,regret is...
