What you all along have known, I now, too—all these years, I have felt around its prophet’s mouth, looking for its tooth. You would…
Liquid sugar falls down my tongue,numbing my taste buds. Sweetwaves of flavour crash againstmy cheeks, sending colourful relish into my throat. Bitterdrinks stain my…
Y.E.There is no consolationlike the enjoyment of music,no greater cause for selfishness,no better balm for the failureof family than to break time; remember, draw…
(transparent latitudes of tenderness) i search for shadows molds hairs of yours. in flagsgtaff. a town so brown in tint, it feels gray. graying…
oyster on the shore, now a shell. a flash descends, descendants, iridescence, like a hummingbird. sand and water hold the sky soft while the…
these hands. these hands were never made for writing. harvesting. digging. plowing. grasping mounds of calluses. these hands. these hard-won hands. grasping, disquiet hands…
I have an affinity for things that cannot hold my weight,as if I crave to sit soundly in the bowl of a spoon.It cannot…
Put awaythe unread messages& unopened drinks& can openers thatyou’ll never use in drawers next to chutneysbubble-wrapped from India& that one gifted chopstick that lost…
i was beautiful. disheveled, sad, younger than my given time in years. cold feet, cold hands. blood circulating unevenly, unfairly, a residual fear of…