My Love Sent Me a List

My Love Sent Me a List

                            O my Love sent me a lusty list,        Did not compare me to a summer’s day        Wrote not the beauty of mine eyes        But catalogued in a pretty detailed        And comprehensive way the way(s)        In which he was better than...
The Devil’s Passkey

The Devil’s Passkey

               The shoe poised on the tip          of my toe was a lure. Even          directors important as          Von Stroheim want          to be hunted. You there          (eyeing my ankle,          my nearly exposed foot),          you can dance? I nodded....
Boston Public

Boston Public

              She found a slim volume discarded or left behind on a bench near Fanueil Hall as we sat to eat our Thai takeout (but not for long because the whole area smelled like piss even though it was pretty and clean and shaded by tall trees) entitled:...
On a Street In a Dream

On a Street In a Dream

             On a street in dream, in a town with one street, and snow          banked on the sidewalks, the shops were open and people          walked in the middle of the street; no cars were passing.          The pigeons were all beautiful: green and red and blue,...
The Agents

The Agents

            Agent 5 is a sleeper agent.       By that I mean he’s a Russian citizen.       Or a citizen of the country I will       make his home in the book.       Agents 6 and 7 are his closest colleagues.       Sleepers, too, but 6 can speak Spanish.       He’s one...
Two Poems

Two Poems

                                         Mason Bee   Mason bees, who belong to the genus Osmia, do not live in colonies but solitarily. Some subspecies have unusual habits, such as lining their nest cavities with flower petals.            Like a religious          you...
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