Two Poems

Two Poems

Every train I’ve ever run for has left me & still, I find myself gripping my straps & pounding pavement, waving down whoever’s evening blurs behind the power lines & purpling clouds. I do not wish loneliness of any kind  upon anybody, but I’d take...
She Says

She Says

We’re dreamswalking in the worldon the landof red skin red bloodon the land of a civil war She sayswe will walkon rifles for freedomon missiles for foodon the hymns of spiritualshumming the criesof our children      killedtheir parents...
Four Poems

Four Poems

Uterus, You Always the gracious hostess, stretched thinto accommodate your growing guests—threepregnancies a breeze. Until the physicaltherapist asked if mine was still intactI hadn’t thought of you in forty years.How rude of me! But in my defense,I never had a sense...
remedies

remedies

                 for Aunt Lydia for the heart disease                 shepherd’s purse for the...
On Cooking: A Golden Shovel

On Cooking: A Golden Shovel

               To Matlou My grandma and I spend the morning cleaning collard greens. Wepick the leaves from their stems, turning them over for bugs and soil. Real...