Smoke
In first grade the sisters told us
of Cain and Abel heaping their fires,
hoping the smoke would make God
smile. Abel’s rose, but Cain’s
hugged the ground...
Florence Nightingale: The Lady With A Lamp
Isn’t it strange that angels are female, crowned regal by halos of gold,
swinging lamps to peel the darkness...
Inferno Tulips
To survive a New Brunswick apartment
during an upstairs summer
without air conditioning
without one’s own television or music
the breeze used up
by the families
I heard yelling
and...
