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PoetryBecause time is an artist
I folded you into a blue paper crane and flew your herald from my turret of stars. I gathered you in tangled yarn, wove…
PoetryThe Man I Fell in Love With
used to carry a tote, filled with dead butterflies in each hand his fingers, pinned against the handles and his arms, numb branches of…
PoetryWhy I Am Moving to Ireland
Because I, like Dedalus, cannot pray to my mother’s liking and North Sea fog is this poet’s filter. Since my mind seems predisposed to…
Poetry, PoetryZacchaeus
I fell asleep in church with sweet butterscotch under my tongue, head resting on Jesus. The preacher, a hyperopic guy wearing spectacles to read,…
PoetryWhy America’s Democracy Is Going Bankrupt
My opponent will win unless you send money. My opponent has more money. Please send money. We can’t win without your money. Please send…
PoetryThe Daughter
The cemetery was the place to read on weekend mornings by the reedy little lake, and afterwards clean off some graves in back corners,…
PoetryMy Chaste Eye
Call me Worm Eye; Paschal Eye, Lenten eye, Crow eye, Crust eye, Sugar eye, Sap eye. All these names I am, full in a…
PoetryThe Tree Ring Record
The old oak tree was felled because, she said, it didn’t fit the yard anymore. It blocked the view from the window and from…
PoetryZealots
I discovered a dark cloud in my closet. I tried it on. It was soft & moist on my skin. I wore it to…
PoetryAnd holy holy, the life it held
Parents, hear, whatever may come, you, you made life. If that is not your reason to drop down on your kitchen floor; to rubble…
PoetryThe Dead Out Here
a neon green frog grows on my keyboard imagine if he asks me do I need a lift to the fair? shall I go…
PoetryLittle Infinities
Smaller infinities hide in larger ones; they lurk between whole numbers, taunt us with infinite half distances and prospects of non-arrival. Words have only…