Poetry

Poetry

However You Cut a Lime, a Star Appears Buffalo surge over the plains at...

Library Floating books tapped my hip like a dog’s nose the night father spat...

Kalimba When I think nothing will bring back the green rush of spring in...

Fishing in the Chattahoochee It is lunch time. Beside the road lies a carcass...

The Woman in the City She waited, driftwood body stung by wasp, her folded...

In Rob’s childhood the roosters in the hollow Had fat yellow combs. They strutted in...

1. When the woman’s husband took sick the dog showed up in her backyard. It...

Since my heart stopped I can feel the clock ticking, the creek dreaming, the light...

We stopped in Middlegate, Nevada, to add your shoes to the roadside tree that held...

I I took it in; it was a reflection. A man in a corner took...

In the empty space between air and soil, our fear lingers—green, young—balancing where no one...