At the memory care center, the parlor resembles
what was once my grandmother’s bedroombut with artificial flowers.Dixie cups swirl with pink ice cream,the coffee table...
Pulling air into a tight vortex
spins into a poem, readymade. I knew nothing of
how poems came to be, so willed them. Like
waterspouts, they twirled...
Lightboxes
Yoko Ono – Cut Piece (1965)
interactive performance with artist and scissors, filmed at Carnegie Recital Hall
Faith Ringgold – American People #20: Die (1967)
oil on...
With Wind
The curtain breathes
when I give birth
to death, its push
from open windows:
out. They mark
my door with a leaf
to say, There is
no breath inside
this...
And it’s only June
Dusk, in Clarkdale, Arizona, an old
copper mining town now hip with
art galleries and wineries. At our
Airbnb, we lie naked, on top...
Deadheading
You argue the blooms still
alive when we both see
brittle ghosts hovering
over twisted roots,
translucent petals pink
as the time wine
stained our lips, bed
an excuse to day
dream...
After Two Years, the Midwife Explains
pre{eclampsia—a condition comparable
to milk fever
in cows and dogs}
which explains
how my blood soared in the days after
as drops of milk rivered
how...
