It doesn't take much for a curve to become a coil, for a bridge to become a cage.
I’m going out
to snag a man.
I was at a party for the end of the world. I came so I wouldn’t be alone. I guess so did all the other women. They... more
my parents taught me to say ‘surrender’
in a dozen foreign languages.
We were listening to the bombing over the radio while my mother drove me to confirmation class that night. The radio said... more
I could take my hands off. Just unlock them at the wrists, snap them off like the heads of artificial flowers. As long as... more
That winter my mother takes me to her country, a little place on the equator I had not yet seen.
the night of the attack
mother did you hear them
they had tongues like lightning
and forked through the forest
shooting the... more
The man keeps thinking about the power lines—the ones that are strung over his house.
Sometimes at night, he can hear them up... more
I don't like most people. And have been jealous of Bud for ages. With reason.
Is there ever a time to think of poetry? Of poets? Of the rivers of the delta?
rabbit bones, rabbit lives