Soul Food Outside of this kitchen Their cold & battered flesh Seek out for my eyes To bring them warmth Life I got a pot of greens on my stove And a wooden spoon that never forgets My grandsons and... Continue Reading →
Playing Hearts at Uncle Doug's Those nights playing cards at Uncle Doug's the smoke-filled kitchen, the beagle at his feet. Aunt Elaine fills our glasses with Pepsi and hums Johnny Cash with the radio that plays low next to the... Continue Reading →
Quintile A copper token forges a place in the unlit sky. I can see the contours of another life playing out in dim silhouette. Bodies and foliage in swirling arabesque sculpt a new astronomy. A chimney’s blue smoke obscures the... Continue Reading →
Garden of Eden They will call her the widow with no grass. In a gated mobile court, she builds a garden, fills every inch of ground with shrubs, trees and vines. Inside the double trailer, her husband lays dying of... Continue Reading →
Not Blue, But Black She spent childhood afternoons at the bathroom sink, hand washing and wringing, cutting her twelve- year molars on hunger for certainty. Riddled by compulsive tics, her feet encased in depressive concrete, she survived with pills and... Continue Reading →
Blood Draw I walk like an old truck with a bent frame ready to wander off the road into a head-on crash or drift into the ditch but somehow maintains its direction down the center of the slow lane. I... Continue Reading →
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