Winter on Cape Cod
everyone i lived with is either dead or has since been reborn. on the cape sober houses flank summer homes. august women reek of moisture and diamonds. i know…
November Theory
God it’s cold but not so cold that I would rather be asleep. I just want a little quiet and a lot of money, hallelujah. Now I am a…
November Pastoral
How we love: by taking another name into our mouth and swallowing it for safekeeping. By softening at a touch the way dusk dissolves the city, bodies…
electric lemon
You know the story He became the rain Then a roaring fire Face impassive Flames licking warm & thick & ferocious The furl of his shirt in hot air…
halloween poem
two crows have landed on the roof of the applebee’s, so it must be halloween. for crows are the spookiest bird & applebee’s is the spookiest place …
That morning, a terrified phone call
from Nora right before I left for work at Apollo, our college town’s carpet cleaning service. Twelve-hour days in the Midwest drought summer of 1988, sucking up dirt from…
In the So-Called Open Sea
In my body it had grown, and then it slopped into a trough as the midwife heaved like bringing in a dory. I barely felt it pass, workhorse…