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PoetryCoyotes
And then the sky opened. The world filled with blood. Cameras caught it all, buildings wrenched from their foundations, anger and sirens and stench.…
PoetryGood Germans
I keep saying I'm not going to another holocaust movie. But then I do. The latest one set in Augsburg, 1958, when twenty-something Germans thought…
PoetryIf I Could Paint
I don't like mango but I’m compelled to consume space, to savor the liquid, label all the rays upon my tongue, such sweet perspicacity.…
Poetry, Writingrather not
low over june’s dusk grass the fireflies’ sparse steeps all float away in one direction in the gentlest of arcs then as my ramble…
Poetry, UncategorizedPhonetics
I thought you said alphabetic, and picture plastic letters filled with magnets, colorful refrigerator doors. “Apologetic,” you argue. “I was trying to apologize.”.I wonder if anger…
Poetry, WritingNo Solace for Bastards
we dangle from a single thread pendulous from the bars on the upswing to the hot plates on the down to…
Poetry, WritingThe Last Time in the Hospital
I had nothing but tears warm as blood a hemorrhage of grief all that day and through the night. They took my nail file…
Poetry, WritingBorder Reflections
You are the mirror into which we plunge. - Terry Wolverton Here at the border, the river runs clear. We can see our faces as…
PoetrySonnet
Though night eats its way out of the sack That cat is in, yet still the caterwaul Of promises defeats the constant scrawl Of…
Poetry, UncategorizedMoving Day
I swore I would not get sentimental about leaving the porch swing behind. We painted it red to match the floor—the front door. I…