Stories
Poem of the Week
I was born hating paths, apostasy. We came alive wrong for union.
Poem of the Week
Puppets share wine. A dog dressed in a red gown growls.
Poem of the Week
The places in between places are like countries themselves.
Poetry
I have never seen a bird, but I tell stories of creatures that walk the sky.
Poem of the Week
Surrender me to shallows and the salt gallop of a rising surf.
Poem of the Week
That’s how we knew our belonging and how we knew it wouldn’t last.
Poem of the Week
And jesse, the smart bombs do not recognize the babies.
Poetry
Please look away from Mars dangling so angry in so much darkness.
Poem of the Week
Now he’s grazing my books. The Bible is his favorite so far. He is a goat.
Poetry
Our dog had held down what we had by pressing his belly to the floors.
Poem of the Week
I like to take little sips of the horror, morsels of poisoned meat.
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It commands your presence, mocking your impatience with its steam.
Poem of the Week
And the bearers of moderate gifts leap on buses and jam all the doorways, disappear into courtyards that gape.
Poem of the Week
It’s been months since the cat died and still we find her hair.
Poetry
I felt nothing, which was cool, totally cool with me. For my blood was cola.
Poem of the Week
Every touch electric, every taste you, every smell, every cry.
Poem of the Week
If the landlord tells you not to hang a mirror in that room, do not.
Poetry
Sometimes they revert to trickery, apple their venom with a smile.
Poem of the Week
We want no truck with death. Not now while we’re busy feasting on figs.
Poetry
Your face is a grain of rice, one small nothing on the world’s horizon.
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shoulds & shouldn’ts unwound now to dids & didn’t
Poetry
You are so small and fragile now. A shell you cradle in your open palm.
Poem of the Week
Every morning I wipe the sweat from the hollow of my master’s throat.
Poem of the Week
Close mist around window. I attempt gender. Deposit each letter.
