Young Poets

The Chase

Rattle / May 22, 2014

The phone rings … She struggles to listen, amidst the rumble of the bus, the teenage chatter, and the thunderous […]

Rattle / May 16, 2014

for Peaches I don’t remember everything, but I remember summer peaches. We used to eat them in the condo at

Rattle / May 15, 2014

Today because someone turned on the sprinklers on top of the moon.

Rattle / May 8, 2014

Yellow’s a smiley-face and a big banana, a honey-suckle vine and a crayon diorama. Yellow’s a big ol’ pile of

Rattle / May 2, 2014

Beggars on the streets, nothing is what they eat. Selling glasses and socks, On a board there are lots. Roads

Rattle / April 25, 2014

The dead dog snores, making noise in the world full of mounds. I can name two mounds belonging to my