Ada Limón

He had no intention of walking across the bridge, but the traffic lights kept turning green and green again. He began to complain to them about being rushed, always getting the “go ahead,” the “thumbs up,” the big “okey dokey.” He saw the giant sign for Hertz Rent-A-Car and was suddenly jealous of the man […]

You’re the persistent fish swimming the same surviving river, un-skinned and unhinged by a year of bad weather. Lost ones in the bones, your water damage, your rage of flood and fire and still, all along Warm Springs Road the naked ladies have the nerve to flower pink and full. A choir of constant blackbirds […]

He takes the pencil out of his shirt pocket and gives it to her. It turns into a dragonfly and then into her only reason to live. She is poor and carries the dragonfly-pencil in her apron and writes him notes all day on paper towels. In the night, when everyone else is sleeping, her […]