It’s just a chapped lip that won’t stop bleeding. Let me Try that again: strip where the field of the face meets The woods of the mouth is called the invitation —No, It’s called the …
The woman is divided into an arctic region and a subarctic region. There are no forests in the arctic, but shrub willows gather in fists on her. The soil everywhere is poor. …
Incrementally all at once / behind a shiny metal hatch, a gumball, a clank / of shut over the dark / that rolled out red to meet me. / Nonetheless, chomp, chomp, / I am loved, a penny given, spent / …
I survived sheets of rain under / the thatched eaves of a / stranger’s house. / For months, heartbreak has / been tearing / blue notes from me. / When the tide drains, / I crawl into a body / that …
How little we know, in the end. That a boat can stall / at the edge of the sea, until it is / overturned, at last, by what it loves most. That love is / the fortress with no walls / and winding …
i never had enough kens so i / made my barbies fuck / each other or fuck beanie babies. / i never had more than one beanie baby per / species. they were rarer / that way & like some perverted / …
Each morning my mother wandered across a bed of jasmine / petals & picked phal. Each fig bursting / with sweet flesh, a seedy caramel. We only ate fruit / my aunt says & her hands fill with the …
the woman next to me has been dead / seventy years / she says she lost her husband / i say i've lost mine too / i tell her last night his ghost arrived in / a text message / in the morning it was …
Ma's always on me about my diet. Always on me about the / heart attack and the stomach acid / and the diabetes. And if it aint one thing / it's a goddamn nother. So what if my liver gave out? So what …
Your folks were about to downsize anyway. The Ford. / The riding lawnmower. Letting go of the furniture / was harder. The hope chest / had sailed from Norway with Great-Grandpa Morris in 1904, / but …
I know ten bright-eyed ways to start a breakfast. Borrowed / and blue, / pregnant as a 19th century hot air balloon, no longer / just a pretty face, / your butter colored wife. Right / here. This …
A beautiful young woman stands naked at the shoreline in one birthing video, while the Black Sea laps at her thighs. Her equally beautiful friends hold her up like a crucified Jesus as she sways …
This week your baby is learning guile, wears / a homespun vernix jumpsuit. It is the size / of one night. / Your baby weighs the same as the box you've carried / unopened through three moves. / This …
After expiration I stare hours / at the Hurricane lamp. Outside / spring rain fell on Soria / fell on the laurel she'd planted / now happy in the onslaught of / spring / Miguel, my spirit is shred. I …
The giraffes and hairy German widows / crying in the western district / of the city...exaggerated moon / and the world aching on its hinges— / sepia republic handbills / slapped by wind against the …
A roe deer shot in Slovenia / has a single antler, looks / like it has just walked out / of a fairy tale, marvels / the hunter, marvels / the scientist. Worlds such as this / were not thought …
Pogroms are / playing out on our plew as our dollars fall free / at last saying, there's so much to see and do, so much / to do one's bit in before the epiblast breaks / and we all must bed. In front …
The receptionist holds up / a small paper bag / stapled shut. Whatever / you had worth saving. / You look, then look away. / Once, hungover / on a gut-and-remodel job / in Grafton, you cracked the …
I could change / my name, turn my liver / black. But when break is over, / I'm on the palletjack. Gary, one eternity / machine over, came to work so drunk / he messed his self, Sugar said, / then ate …
Later you say this to me: / The blank space is how / I honor it, deliciously gone. / Even the fog makes promises, / spans the hips of mountains. / Such great heights. / The fire wet ashes / we cannot …