NEWEST WORK from a manuscript in progress
The Cortland Review
The American Poetry Review
POEMS from Our House Was on Fire (Ashland Poetry Press, January 2015)
The Cortland Review and Issue 49
The Collagist again
The Greensboro Review
NoTell Motel click numbers to read each poem 1 2 3 4 5
REDUX gets the back story on the poem, "Migration."
Verse Daily again
The Writer's Almanac
POEMS from Inkblot and Altar
On the Shoreline
Her vision is unreliable, as are her prayers.
She begs the lake to guide her, but expects nothing
more than this mantra of lapping. A boat
trolls by, the fishermen nearly indistinguishable
from trees. In this light, the great blue heron
on the dock could be anything: a child, or lovers
folding themselves into each other. It opens its wings;
the span is alarming. It beckons, urges her
to walk upon the water. She offers her foot to the surface,
and for a moment, she believes it is possible.
Just Like a Suitcase
She unpacks herself
in his room and bed
no declaration apart from:
I have strong arms.
And she supposes he does.
But she can hardly snap shut
and be carried
when he does not understand
what he is holding.
The Space Between
Texarkana and El Paso. Lines
on the road. Telephone poles. The space
between my arrival and your departure.
Your upper and lower lip. This cigarette
and my next drag. The space
between headboard and foot board. Sheet
and skin. Sigh and sleep. A ring
and its finger. Dialtone
and your answer.
My foot and the brake.
the bridge and river.
Your last kiss and this: