The Good Boy

I talk to the dog who is a good boy. I tell him we had a great time today, that Continue reading →

One Look Can Change Everything

Dear Jamie,   I remember how you looked at me that day, the worst day of my life, and took Continue reading →

Small Despairs

It is the creeping coldness that penetrates the chest, a feeling of futility in all things. It is the recognition Continue reading →

1/29

Why wasn’t it love that brought me here? I’m inside the mail-bride; she was ordered for me. I am a Continue reading →

Hymn

My    body    is    a    pillar in  a  dust   storm,   eroded by a million tiny violences until it exhales into shapelessness Continue reading →

Outside Girl

Walking   down   the   street is like riding a rollercoaster without  a harness:  hold on tight,  and  if  it’s  over  fast Continue reading →

Our talk got a little heated.

He was telling me the purpose of war was peace, that the bombing of children stopped hatred.   He was Continue reading →

Hailstorm in San Antonio, Texas

            For Faith Renwick   Hail continues to intrude, breaking into, snapping more glass outside the living room windows. Each Continue reading →