Half its roots needling water, half that fan fingering air, the willow canted ’cross the stream, lending ear to its thieving blab and glass. Flowering, I rushed along its fallen…
Dearest Thuy, They found a skeleton this morning. I don’t really want to talk about it. Then again, I don’t really want to talk about him either. But I’m going…
My father sits on his island of black rocks. Whitewater roils and boils around his shores. Long ago the Devil hopped through this forest, his searing steps sparking in the…
I My mother was dying and he came to comfort, my father chased him away with floodlights and an old .22. I searched the barn for him, but found only…
The first lesson is to try to put the images in order. The truth is, that fickle disk has never held their attention. The second task is to chart observations…
After I signed mortgage papers, I lingered on my home’s broken stoop and yanked sharp tufts of grass from the cracked walk. Across the avenue, the sugar maples and pitch…
The hollows in old bestiaries house living lion’s teeth that resemble a band of knotted women. During the time that rabbits with dogs’ heads chattered malevolent spells in fields not…
My nails climbed out of bed one by one, as if each arc wished to be dead elsewhere, no longer a bright crown for the skull of my fingers when…
I knew it was glory to be active in Emily’s fire. What I did not know was how much fun it would be to smear her all over my body…
She was born hermaphroditic, she was addicted, she was unlucky in love, she was not a pretty or dainty girl, and she was crablike and quiet. Troubled, she drifted closer…
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