In Sickness and In Health

After you've read this poem, place it on your kitchen table From the top of the poem, fold down a flap of your fear; from...

I’m prone to guilt, coming as it does in crumbs and great big slices. Or sometimes as the entire pie. I feel it right...

after quarantine binge-watching I did not stay up to pen a poem while screening Scottish history slipshod neo-porn with unaccented moans. This series has got me going five episodes a...

Some saw a raven with ruptured feathers. Some smelled the homeless millions pressed inside a drop of blood. Some felt dark planets tilting. One planet, covered in...

I recently learned two bits of news that chilled me marrow-through: my childhood skating rink is going to be torn down and Madrid is...

I. “I saw Grandma Rosie,” he said, referring to his mother, who’d been dead for two years. I remained visibly calm. I’d flown to Baltimore early to...

On my walk I notice a hint of yellow on the arched branches of forsythia that grow over an old rock wall— the stones handpicked for fit not...

Dandelion puffs have overrun the front lawn of a car dealership I drive past. I see it on my way home from the grocery...

Their Apologies I apologize for the inconvenience... I apologize for not emailing sooner... I apologize for missing class... I apologize my assignment is late... I...

Could this be madness, this? ~Sylvia Plath Beyond all dusky upstairs rooms, their doors fastened tight, locked by skeleton keys I’ve lost in some drawer of the mind,...

God, You carry this device in my chest called   love &  I - a child of  infertility - choose you to  sterilize  the left testicle  of ...

I lived on eggshells once, with my lover. I ate eggs for every meal. Listen, the lake keeps chipping into white glass. I do my best,...