Blanket Party* I remember: male faces + lost inside kappa + sigma epsilon jackets the blankets they threw + out of bedroom windows + the day before the party ++ she never came back + from the smiles they wore... Continue Reading →
Ode To My Plates From paper and styrofoam to Mikasa and Melmac I’ve owned you all dined on you all Curio cabinet held pale blue Wedgewood side by side with Ming Dynasty depictions Corning’s durable Corelle a savior as kids... Continue Reading →
Bread Prayer The smell alone is enough to make a meal— yeasty bread hot from the oven. Grasp the serrated bread knife, crack through the heavenly browned crust. Decorate the tablecloth with crumbs. Slather a thick slice with butter and... Continue Reading →
Imprinting Conditioned to want this place, these vile city trees with roots like exposed nerve desperate for cover, I circle an old haunt as if I were a horse pinned to a carousel. My pulse races at the corner store,... Continue Reading →
Drawing Bear She takes up the entire page drawing bear. Here are the eyes, the teeth (lots of teeth), the ears, claws and this vast space in the middle, his empty belly. from Folly, a collection of poems by... Continue Reading →
Almanac In Ancient Japan a year was measured in 72 microseasons. April Fifth to the Ninth was when Swallows Return, and as the Tenth of May bloomed into the Fourteenth, one could look down and see Worms Surface. It was... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 