Two Poems

Two Poems

HOARSE Singing when you’re not supposed to is only brave into a rifle. Not in a hippie basement with a red toggle for hot water. Maybe if you’re lucky your doctor is impatient and shuffles you sizzurp without double checking stories. Someone said the...
Two Poems

Two Poems

                                His Mother, Overheard not to mention mother’s mother’s diamond ring mother passed to me when she passed not to mention the expense of fixing up the carriage house behind her folks’ place just for now not to mention she nearly lost her...
Boathouse in Autumn Rain

Boathouse in Autumn Rain

As the punctuated surface reflects the world she breathes, her glance flitting from stippled lake to scribbled page, all day the writer inside writes to the same hypnotic air— rainfall’s percussive snare riffing from ridge to eaves, a liquid song rung from metal...
The Extra Key

The Extra Key

appeared from nowhere beside the others, wrought iron, thick as a quarter. Seven numbers engraved on its head, some inscrutable. Charcoal landscapes in its valleys and plateaus. Cut like the line of a cliffedge. It wasn’t home or a safe. It unlatches, perhaps, a...
Lesbian Child

Lesbian Child

In the woods behind the house I built a tiny city from sticks and rolled matchbox cars down moss-lined streets where everyone in every building kept my secret. I collected candles of all shapes. Arranged and rearranged them in my bedroom, but I wouldn’t let them...
Suffer the Shriveled of Spirit to Curse at You

Suffer the Shriveled of Spirit to Curse at You

Does not the world—that fat lout— stomp on their corns, hard? Do they not starve for sweets that, eaten, stab their cavities? Let them aouga as you make a legal left. Let them howl as you drop the last on-sale angelfood cake into your cart just as they run up,...