Hiking with My Father, I Explain Gender Is a Social Construct
hours spent navigating switchbacks & not speaking +++++feel familiar yet distant like the…
Poem in the Place Where a Love Poem Should Be
You said love because love is better than just living I said I can’t remember love and I’m not having fun You said sometimes love can be found on…
Upstairs, we three
shelter volunteers face six self +++++identifying women who surf +++++++++++for jobs, housing and Deb — who decrypts Brueghel, Bernie Sanders +++++and baseball conspiracies in black +++++++++++cheerleader sweats. To our…
Highland Cattle
If I could be a hairy coo grazing in summer by the sound, hair like some sulky teen over my eyes, horns in ceaseless shrug at holiday boaters, I’d…
Interregnum
Frankly don’t know who’s writing this here, but Whatever it is, it’s rather shameless Why? For one, this attention to itself “But that’s just one voice,” conductor voice says…
Measured by the Gallon
Gallons in a gas tank, ten-gallon hats. Prices are up again, and I can’t tell if my cousin looks cool or dumb walking through Salt Lake airport dressed like…
Valley and Lowland
Here is a finance lesson: Silicon Valley is an hourglass economy, a sector of innovation shaped like a woman. I am a woman shaped like a valley—the center of…
The Saying Goes
Our days are numbered, ask any of us. Our town believes in the sequence of invention. Companions teacups with saucers, windows with shutters. We ache to understand the connection…
Summer Fresh / Fresh Summer
June in a shower of loveseats all piled against my door. June masquerading as a lover as my favorite month. The symphony begins to hum young boys young girls…
Gardening on Our Last Day on Earth
Plowing our hardened souls, breaking apart boulders of heart tendons. Grasping handfuls of warm earth between our slender memories. Weeding thoughts sprung between the roots of radishes. Watering our…