Poems

All-Consuming

Rattle / July 13, 2008

You don’t know what it’s like, bugs eating you from the inside out. They devoured any food I ate so […]

Rattle / July 10, 2008

They pose. Young bodies mirrored to infinity. Curves defined by underwire. They model, Clothes dangling price tags like jewelry. They

Rattle / July 8, 2008

The downtown tellers are Filipino, not Tlingit from forty to fifty-ish with pitted faces and lipstick, a dash of mascara.