Five Poems

Dear Person You Think You Are Ask the person you think you are if she needs to lie down on...

The Big Sleep

This is a first-hand account—maybe the only one—of what took place, here in the beautiful town of Z,...

Rockport, Massachusetts, July 1999

I step inside a late 1990s photograph—no, not a Polaroid     with its hallucinated wash of color— Making my grand entrance in the diaphanous light     navy horizons darker than any of my native...

Train Overflowing

One man dug into the last seat as though to disappear & I didn’t know my husband was dying Lovers returned to conversation left mid-sentence and who was real or imagined Just say goodbye— & I...

Two Poems

The Human Eye Can Register More Versions of Green Than Any Other Color The children used their best cursive to graffiti viridian,mantis, and laurel across the porta-potty. On the fire road,...

Shattered

“Nothing seems to be wrong.”The doctor checks his clipboard again, but the motion is stiff, clearly more to prove that he is doing his job than to actually consult...

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