Poems

Songs for Would-Be Suicides

Rattle / October 19, 2008

Everyone wants to believe in magic but still they ask, how the trick is done. Poor Uncle Arthur contracted a […]

Rattle / October 18, 2008

he holds his breath at the thought of going back to a life reduced to a double saw buck bet

Rattle / October 16, 2008

It didn’t take even a drink to wet open her. Untie her face so words stepped in. Talc all over

Rattle / October 14, 2008

Now that science has discovered that cod get seasick in a storm, and that halibut (and probably other fish—they’re waiting

Rattle / October 13, 2008

—The fear of the ocean. That there are depths you cannot know and you could sink forever, the water below

Rattle / October 10, 2008

Trees, shrubs, grass—everything glistened in late February frost as first rays of sunlight filtered through the woods. I stood at