Bounce
The grass has forgotten it’s supposed to die… Continue reading Bounce
The grass has forgotten it’s supposed to die… Continue reading Bounce
If I could step back into the ghost flicker
of a house lit by candles… Continue reading Creature, Creature
Mornings I start your car
when I wake, walk the few steps
from porch to driveway to ensure
your four-minute drive to the train
is comfortable, Continue reading Mornings
a ram inside me
scaling the steep slopes
within— edges of rock
he must spring from Continue reading Instead of Grief
Becoming scared all over again – rising – into the night – Continue reading Altar of Shadow
I saw many from my generation
fly over the Atlantic to crawl
in basements. Pipe by pipe… Continue reading The Other Side
Fill your attic with an even layer of sand… Continue reading Two Poems
Masculinity I learned its meaning from my mother. Warm like the compress I steadied against her stoma. Gentle exertion as I attached her colostomy bag. Reassuring eye contact when she apologized “for this god-awful mess.” Ready to remind her: the countless times she changed me as a child. Grateful to mine affection wherever it might be found. Parade My father built a cage for me:two-by-fours jerry-riggedto a neighbor’s rusty flatbed,my sister trimming it with streamers—blue and … Continue reading Four Poems
the closed door so frank, so telling
in its silence, like a tongue at rest
She travels through me
opening every door she can,
her pockets heavy with keys. Continue reading Four Poems
A revolution rests
behind his eyes
where the tears of
mothers sleep Continue reading Something About a Black Boy
But this is not about deer, though looking for them is a fine distraction. Continue reading The First Thing I Wrote on This Retreat Was Not Supposed to Be About My Mother
I, too, am a bit Obsessed
with my own wind-tossed turning Continue reading Navigation Song