A Trick of the Light

My desire to be in sync with him had nearly been my undoing.

At the Museum of Empress Livia’s Garden Room

In a future we believe in, these plants will all be ghosts.

Back in 1990 No One Objected When My Students Hung Earth Day Posters All Over Braselton, Georgia

We hung our posters at the drugstore, at the grocery, at city hall. I tacked up a 1970s Earth Day poster from my mother’s classroom. We tie-dyed shirts, and I bought everyone a plastic visor to paint.


There is a pure fear, in waking somewhere you have not lain down. She runs until her blisters bleed. Then, she runs some more.

Dead Horse

We went. We did. We went to Dead Horse but couldn’t stay.

Eastwood and Other Poems

I am determined to praise my particular world, so I must praise you.

Eight Lines on Burning My Hand and Other Poems

I can remove my hand the second it becomes too much for me.

Flash Flood

Maybe he was preparing for a disaster that would never happen.


Let there not be stench. Let the itch inside my skin quiet. Let the smell of my body be the lushness of a green wetland.


I only divine the cat’s location when I hear its small cough.

Letters to a Young Writer