My first plane ride took me to rain splattering against the windows of the cab fingers were tightening over mine mother’s? I knew this was no vacation the squat house …
Category:
Poetry
Particles mirror each other no matter how far apart. The butterfly, the philosopher Zhuangzi — who became the other? The light turned on by nobody at midnight, when Grandfather passed …
I sit alone in a college lab writing software code to solve a jigsaw puzzle. An exercise in parallel processing. I hear my own fingers tap the cold keyboard. Overtime …
in memoriam you watch her heaving chest where you once lay sleeping hoping for it to last & you keep on thinking of the times when she left & came …
She sits loud-spoken, settling stiff body on stiff mattress with soft gray curls kissing humid air and I watch her hands sweep upward strokes, needle caressing beanie baby with rat-punctured …
Barefoot The organizer said, “Okay, everyone gather at this place at this time–pretend it’s a birthday party. Then head over to the creek when it turns dark; there will be …
metronome of knife to cutting board a chorus of sounds my eyes well up as she continues without a single tear down the hall, the piercing smells overtake us she …
…I would say I love it, what’s in my body, but I want you to love it too. ‘Answer 3’, Devin Kelly I was searching for the poet when I …
the promise of a new year is in a bowl of ddukguk, for every strand of flesh reveals the body that wastes away, every bite of dduk the coins fade …
after Carol Ann Duffy’s ‘Hour’ This evening, in the train station, I ascended, you descended— our eyes met, then I turned away. My husband was behind me, and you went …