History says that a woman is a womb and nothing else. History does not want to talk about a woman’s fist, her spit. History says we cannot exist outside our […]
I The sound of millions of eyes blinking the sound of every insect’s wings pushing air is here in this black I use to tell you I had not heard […]
I woke up this morning, the dirt from my mother’s sunflowers still under my thumbnail. Haven’t dug there in three months. Yesterday I thought my hands were clean. Pulling up […]
That winter the ice covered everything, and froze my brother’s car to the side of the house. And I crawled on my hands and knees up the driveway, slid back […]
SOMBER / DISTANT / GHOSTLY soon you’ll take me / across the mystic to spy pond / don’t fall / asleep across the last train’s broken back / you have […]
A Tornado is Sitting In Your Head A tornado is sitting in your head. But it isn’t sitting in your head. You are telling me what the tornado is really […]
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