Poetry
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Medusa Rides the Greyhound
Everything is rain. / Ocean and land have flipped / for one another. Day's becoming night / and I swear I see a hydra swim up to my window. / He looks...
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Lip Point for Bearded Women
Board Meeting Minutes: Fiscal Moon, 2078, Skyrise / / Hinky corporate suits toil / whisper fervent words / over glossy boardroom tables, / pray to politicians, shareholders / and two barely...
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Amber Alert
This wavering sky and dust-up / leaf-slinging winds charcoaled as massed / crows chasing Tippi Hedren, or the / / clawed rail line whir of cloud bellies / bearded with rain....
Goldenrod
These days, I lean into darkness: ten times / over, I sing madrigals, sign cards. Sweet times / / find their vowels in birds’ wings, radial syntax / of carpus, metacarpus,...
Moose Factory – d-dechs tags
you traced yourself in vivid green and blue / after southern cousins, streets, brick / made alive with tags, / quiet illuminators of the / bleaker corners / trash bins, rusted /...
blason de la poule
her feet are two twig fingers grasping at grass / her legs support an ark that tips like a / theme park ride, frequently stuck / / her feathers are packed...
I Used to Be White
like a white sail / / luffing in the white wind /
Awake
1. awake is how we leave / our other selves / asleep / / 2. a ship cleaves sea / a wake...
Photographing Bushkill Creek
I’m sitting on the bank where you once stood / to photograph the creek the way you would / have on a day like this. You’d go knee-deep / to get a...