I know exactly how to die I watched my friend’s dad do it I remember feeling shocked Watching him defog his glasses Hitting the corners in a room with a cobweb duster Running back to the store Exchanging unsalted butter for salted butter Going into his office to concentrate On a detailed restaurant review After […]
;”>We have 18 forks, just enough for 18 people to twirl spaghetti around, but we do not have 10 kid plates, and so they had to use paper bowls. We do not have 8 salad plates, or we do, but some are in storage. We have 8 wineglasses, which it turns out can hold 5 […]
Finite things circumvent themselves: the kenosis sped-up by losses (calyx-like blood clot, storm cloud spreading its feathery arms to engulf the ocean…) Ah, to break like you, dawn red water. The living keep moving, if only within themselves; a piece that won’t keep still, chooses instead to come apart.
You could mistake yourself for a bear, her behavior, summers eating donuts and birdseed from flecks of an old man. You, a woman, tucked inside an animal, you omit your cramping blood, you sip cream from other mothers’ milk. Two seasons of stolen cubs and patios locked. A woman, as a bear, […]
about other people with their lights on at odd hours— the neighbor who maybe cannot sleep, too, with the TV casting its half-life shadows within a house only partly lit in our town with no street lights, only the flat moon languid in its inability to ever sleep at night, the way worry or […]
—March, 2020 While the paperwhites bloomed, they prepared the morgues. I’d watched them since January, at first lifting bulbs from their pebbled beds, checking for roots. They reminded me of teeth, those first pale roots, but the paperwhites’ only meal was light and water and the work of transformation. The green cells swelled towards sun. […]