Loss and More Loss
TRISHA ORR: “These paintings were generated in response to an invitation to collaborate with my husband, the poet Gregory Orr, […]
TRISHA ORR: “These paintings were generated in response to an invitation to collaborate with my husband, the poet Gregory Orr, […]
i. I never admired how you grew into thick, resilient strands black as India ink: I used to bleach
their high school principal told me I couldn’t teach poetry with profanity so I asked my students, “Raise your hand
Just us. Six left. The family. And there’s the minister whose name is Jack or John or Jim or some
look at the sky turn a hell fire red lawdsomebodies house is burnin down down down look at the sky
I got a haircut. I got them all cut. I cut it all off, my absent big-cat mane, my main