watering too much. Watering too little. Not providing enough sunlight or providing too much. Letting cold air overcome them. With concern pitched at the right octave, the green, gangly things will survive, if not thrive, alongside us and, thus … Read More
our most tender overtures toward each other have turned against us, targeted us for shortness of breath and breadth of lifespan. When I tell you it’s dead outside, I mean people are dying outside—zipped in plastic bags and set … Read More
Ten till showtime this old friend of yours takes us backstage to meet the band and strum a few verses, hoping to stall till a crowd shows up, and in his hat and boots, with his big-buckled jeans and … Read More
in memory of my student, 2000-2019 After last spring’s surprise grackle attack and the autumn squirrels’ burgling acrobatics I almost didn’t fill the feeders this year. They came back, the heavy-set doves content to peck what … Read More
Sometimes I think the gods want something else. Enough with the libations, they might cry (if it weren’t for the prohibition on two-way speech). Don’t gore that ox on my account! Out my office window is a red … Read More
Open me. Split me down the seam that stretches just above my collar bones to my navel and down to the seam of my hem. Divide me and you will see how everything is in me—how I made a … Read More
On a warm spring that gorged on soil, spewed tornadoes like seeds, I painted my nails blue, the color of Alice’s dress, and cycled at night to the older man’s house by the seminary. This man professed to love … Read More
Because I want to be a wolf; because the earth smells of sinew and green. Because his hair was made of corn dust and cloud and I wanted to weave it around me, trust his sky. Because Eros did … Read More
February 4, 2020, Lake Michigan She is dark coat and seed, blonde shock into the wind, the earth rounding a bend of sand to greet her, lift a grassy spray, splash up, always vanishing in her media … Read More