Four Poems

Four Poems

  Quarry Floating dock and the sun and a lady with her infant and a black dog swimming with a branch and a boy I loved all silken and mocking me from his heavy lashes surprised with bright drops of water. He was kind but he had this weakness. We swam together every...
Mystery

Mystery

Mink stoles and sparkling eyes—sparkling, really—and hair curled to nearly edible precision, and the pale satin taut across the bust and the compact waist, from which flared a modest skirt, with a brooch somewhere, and a flower, and the dapper companion in natty suit...
Two Poems

Two Poems

  Give Thanks Cheerios & diapers: she scrapes the crust of dried peas from roughed-up Tupperware, eyes fixed on the nestless, squirrelless pines blocking the kitchenette window: can’t tell plane-drone from semi-drone from generator-drone, all engines summarizing...
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