Campaign Season
We pray for the troops at war with old gear in that intricate date-scented desert where a mother spits. House […]
Audio, Poems
Audio
Audio, Poems
Catch Me, Alfred, I’m Falling
Man, I could be a Hitchcock blonde. I’ll have shades of white gloves lined up like criminals on my dresser,
Audio, Awards, Poems, Rattle Poetry Prize
This is the Part of the Story I’d Rather Not Tell
how at 13 I would lay awake at night deciding which friend or family member would have to die so
Audio, Awards, Poems, Rattle Poetry Prize
Beans
The way my father told the story, it wasn’t Jack who climbed the Beanstalk. It was my sister and I.
Audio, Poems
Exceptions with the Sloughing Off
Never before had we been so angular and ready and situated, never in the same way watching and watching under
Audio, Poems, Sonnets, Tributes
Cover to Cover
Every passion borders on the chaotic, but thecollector’s passion borders on the chaos ofmemories.—Walter Benjamin I don’t collect them.