Galaxies
An American sentence acrostic golden shovel, after the Indigo Girls
Grooving around our small town on the last night before college, we wondered, Whatabout the...
The Signs Were Clear
at the botanical garden where hot irises pulsed with hormones, where my daughter asked, won’t you take me down to fuchsia town?...
An Afternoon Can Last Forever
Today I cannot leave the couch, gaze fixated on
a screen. Weigh this illness against that one, take
another test. A brain...
Park Ekphrastic Without Park
First day of fall finds me in mourning—something about 50 Fahrenheit I’m not ready for,might never be ready for the rest...
