Poems

Scarlet

Rattle / June 4, 2009

The barista’s acne is torrential— A perfect storm. Whatever potential She has for beauty has been obscured By the open […]

Rattle / June 2, 2009

Ironic that within this ☮ sign, the outer circle of which symbolizes the joining of hands of all nations, looms a

Rattle / June 1, 2009

The grass seems lusher in the wet gray air, but less approachable now—thick curtain of pouring rain. The day before

Rattle / May 31, 2009

Someday I will miss this, I know. I will miss the dog hairs on my bed and the bed clothes

Rattle / May 29, 2009

There are no mirrors in his room. Five surgeries have begun To restore his shrapnelled face, This map of grafted

Rattle / May 27, 2009

Good Housekeeping? No. Parenting? Not me. Women’s Sexual Health?