On Election Night, I Reach for My Partner’s Hand
in bed. Try to sleepby concentrating
on the pulsethat shudders
through the thick, bluerivers along his arms. I...
Miserable Pleasures by Hilton
Consider the miserable pleasures of a hotel breakfast: green bananas, stale bagels, cereal dispensers crushing Lucky Charms to powder even as...
Bildungsroman: Climate Control
When the air kicked on, I used to
pretend it was the breath of everything
near by that just died: bugs, birds, the way
people...
Darkling
So little cause for carolings . . .
—Thomas Hardy
Fervorless as every spirit
huddled before a screen, I sat.
Unaware, I idly hoped
when I should have been...
Time
Initially, lilac Sundays at the arboretum,with a red-winged blackbird.
Then Jon walks me homeneighborhoods out of his way. Romance
novels and some years later, sex—then space...
