Arboretum
This arboretum is filled with remnants and restorations. Remnants are reflections, what’s left of a glacier’s goodbye. Restorations are expanses trying to heal their...
Granddaughter
You’re a tarot card not yet dealt,tea leaves infusing in the womb,an impression brewing, a whiff of honeyed milk,a dream. Aren’t dreams like wombs?Dark...
Body
dog-eared, tracks
like spinal cords after the rains come
without any stillness, shards
of the downed Juniper like baby teeth
half-buried. Love
is not a living creature. Husk
of the...
Girl, Mapped in Florida
Fort Myers
I skirt hid skinned
knees on Sunday morning
at my other grandmother’s bingo-hall-turned-Pentecostal-church. Little
girls were never meant to be so dirty,
sandpaper mouthed...
Fatal Hour
Ponder if you will the seductive side of sorrow,
like dirty cash in envelopes thrown at you by strangers.
We qualified for grief assistance, for...
Uninhabited
That January we ate ramen, broth sharpas vinegar. Sipped the sizzling disappointment
while snow cascaded from the second flooruntil our city grew unrecognizable. By April
love was...
