Izumi, Japan (I) I can’t recall your face, as if we are constantly turning away from one other. A breeze flattens the blue yukata against your hips, stirs the long…
They search everywhere for her brother, or her brother’s body; no one seems to think there is a difference now. Not even their mother. Not even the policemen. Her grandmother…
I or maybe we are still shopping to get this all into the cupboards—like a bone for that good dog we never had then— or into the oven—like a house…
The hours between his clean shaven kiss and his heavy boot at the door show. A blue stain of weariness, beneath his eyes, across his rough chin. He holds his…
Naked, Lloyd’s in the bedroom. Light fangs delicately like 10,000 moths through lace curtains, ladling itself down Lloyd’s bare, shaking body. He pours Dottie’s urn ash into the waterbed—a 86…
The devil worked as a singer in a piano bar in Phoenix, Arizona. He went to work at eight, sang his songs until closing time. He took his breaks at…
Papa holds a piece of sky, the constellation Andromeda whose panicked father learned the only way to save his kingdom was to sacrifice his daughter, who he then stripped and…
This is the house that Jack built. Wood house with basil paint, cobwebbed, darker than before, darker than when Jessie was here. Jack remembers when they first saw this property.…
The Remembering of Things :: Ghosts can’t follow you across the sea— that’s why you left, and now you can’t go back, no longer from the country left behind. Homeland…
beware the fairy at the well she changes her shape wrinkled hag with swollen knuckles and stooped shoulders fair maid with shining eyes and soft hands no matter the gift…
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