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Rattle / March 22, 2017

One of those nights when I wake with a start, thinking I have heard my daughter calling my name, […]

Rattle / March 20, 2017

I didn’t know that when my mother died, her grave / would be dug in my body.

Rattle / March 17, 2017

with scratch-n-sniff stickers. You undress in front of her because your body looks like hers. She stuffs her purse

Rattle / March 28, 2016

Took me thirty years to say / I’m glad I don’t pass for white.

Rattle / March 25, 2016

Splayed, blood-dazzled, lost in an Oriental rug’s wry repetition of roses, you were hours gone. When you were lifted, your

Rattle / March 23, 2016

Royal Gorge Bridge, ColoradoOctober 3, 2003 how all occasions do inform against me … why yet I live to say