She Was Laughing into Her Mashed Potatoes
She had just told us about one of her friends, who stumbled into a corporate board meeting, looking desperately for […]
Poems, Tributes, Twenty-Minute Poem
Tributes
Poems, Soldier Poets, Tributes
Tracers
There’s a hard rain falling on the road up to Hill 65 just past sundown I am in the back
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
The Exact Center of the Universe
What if the big bang could be played in reverse, taking everything back that didn’t work, didn’t pull its weight,
Poems, Tributes, Underground Poets
Edges
She wants to keep walking, “Look at that maple,” wind rising, as red as a coxcomb, like it’s bleeding all
Boomer Girls, Poems, Tributes
This Is Not Loving
My sister told me she took Dad’s face in her hands and said, There’s nothing, just nothing in your eyes.