Danielle Roberts

1— My cat startles & I tell her nothing bad is happening, but we both know that’s a lie on a large enough scale.   She hears the neighbors’ doors slam, the child in the ceiling crying like an injured mouse. She knows footfalls   on the landing lead to the uninvited lead to us […]

Extracting memories[1]   Speak to me in layered tongues of bitten snow, slow molars carved with frost collected in the valleys between your teeth. The scientist bores a core— plucks the long memory from each glacier—this meter holds your first bicycle ride, this   a bridal veil of volcanic ash from Pompeii, six cylinders of […]

after Jeanann Verlee’s Helen Considers Leaving Troy   after a floral gin cocktail               Do I want to live and die my whole life here—               buried in county lines—or is it time               to stretch the map? There’s more               to plan than simply running away.   while holding my niece               Picking up […]