The wild violets
bloomed like tuning forks.
Their shimmer
slowed the day,
pulling at time’s hem
as if desiring
nothing more
than a fuller skirt
for...
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...
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...
A Stranger
Her dark hair slouched onto her shoulders,not styled, but drapedlike a towel over a birdcagethat stopped singing months ago.
I stared at her like a kid seeing a giraffe...
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,...
