Tagged: poems

Overrun   My body was a highway... Read more →

I Wish   Grandma, I wish we could sit down at your Formica table in your... Read more →

Slithering Monster   the ambitious apprentice’s a curse for my lover, whose... Read more →

The Turning   I stand in-between, knowing and not knowing of shifting... Read more →

What God Is   I don’t want to hear what God is from a book or a... Read more →

SUBSEQUENCE I have brought you here so you will know forever/The silences which are our... Read more →

When One of Us... Read more →

Four Miles from the Center of Town   You will find the body at the far side of... Read more →

water became currency   when water became currency the skin of our lips peeled... Read more →

Apologia for My Mother   The view from my New York City bedroom looks out onto... Read more →