Poetry

The chest cage and diaphragm, with expansive spirit, cooperate one last time, the discomfort at the depth of the intake a reason to pause, with a sense...

I am the man who cried out and knew, that first day, I would stay with you, that even my anger never stood a chance. You were...

And here she is: thirst. A parable about a drowning man. A skull found by the edge of a river. Gully of a mouth, bank of a woman....

on record. we’ve heard it before, the hottest ____ on record. just fill in the revolving blank. hail mary, full of grace ravenous wildfires. floods. look! here’s video, a camper van...

On the 30th anniversary of the Challenger explosion, NPR interviews one of the scientists who failed to persuade NASA officials that launching the space...

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,...

Your memories like cells...these imperfect combinations

My father moved out of her house without warning as daffodil stems were throwing off bells, as the bells of the church down the street kept...

Let the waves wash behind you and watch beautiful natural images as Kim Stafford reads aloud in this fusion of word, image, and tune:

Loose Lips Lift All Slips It wasn’t so long ago and then it was. Sliding till you hit false bottom, wrestling metaphor for sleep. It wasn’t so long and then...

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,...

I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot someone . . .                --DJT, 2016 you want to replicate a Glock so you let...