Author name: Rattle

Poems

Trailways

What once was the Trailways depot is a sports-bar today,
and no one remembers the last coach for Grand Island
pulling out and away

Audio, Poems

Brentwood, April 3rd

for my twenty-fifth birthday I’d like to skydive
off vasco road they take people up
my dad did this once before I was
ever born; the hill opened up
his right knee.

Audio, Poems, Poets Respond

Tenderness

The manager I’m shadowing tosses
five steaming slices of fresh cut prime rib
in the trash, as calmly as tech bosses
laying off 10,000 workers at a clip.

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