Rhythm
I’m preparing my parents to move into an assisted-living apartment, and I uncover a shoebox of pediatric pacemakers in the bathtub.
There must be thirty...
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...
Elegy
for the platform I built of untreated cedar wood planks from Home Depot, that I painted madder yellow, overlaid with Scandinavian flowers like something...
Listen
Joy found in the absenceall about us.
Nothing singedand everything easy.
Harvest pumpkinsglow burnt orange,
smoldered yellow.A cat comes
offeringin its mouth a songbird
pink as greasejust after the...
Statue of Sappho, Lesbos
I’ve given some thought
to the way wind brushes sleepfrom her eyes—
as when I dreamt my loveand brushed away the world. Yet...
An Elegy for the Girl Before
After Luca Giordano’s Perseus Turning Phineus and His Followers to Stone
miserable girlflesh now turned the color of your worries,...
