It starts with a mouthful of blood gums swollen and sore platelet count too low for her body to form a clot. They insert a picc line in...

after Mathew Daniel In this journey the devil wears mascara in the small hours, you pledge allegiance to her who talks with a scintilla...

GUILT Three times today I’ve gone to the window to see what’s happening outside. I know I’m to blame but I hope there might be someone...

In Singapore, exiting the subway, alone, After 11 at night, transferring to the bus, waiting in line at the stop, grabbing a seat, next...

“Nous sommes La triste opacité de nos spectres futurs.”1 -Stéphane Mallarmé In autumn, I sit and drink coffee or tea or hot cocoa and...

SABLE You step into this city & Everything tells you they know Of dying, of burning. They paint You war-red, paint a wedding dress Black,...

Across fields of languid wet grass dotted with grazing cattle we walked, a weary band of silent souls. Carefully picking our way across a...

My boss, Who’s worked In our district Through nine presidencies, Refers to The students As children. Yesterday, During second period, One...

I Think I Could She asked, “What could I have done That would have made you stay?” She saw your error and crime and implicated herself in...

I’m always so much smarter when I talk to you in my head a cinema smile, stars leaping off my tongue like kamikazes we never needed those...

I have seen suffering It even has a scent You tip your poison and gulp the numb Words slow, steps falter Pitch changes, eyes flutter Rock...

One night, I got on my hands and knees and crawled back to the night that boy flung his tongue down my throat. All around me, massive...

Misandry I’ve known too many men who are only brave about the wrong things and whose swarm of tiny silences over dinner cram their way...

the evidence he left after he died, I wandered the stacks to find asterisks penciled over seven letter words in the Miriam Webster the...

Origami I only find you in the dark. Groping for a door handle when all is black glass. Just clocks picking locks. Everyone hates us our...

Her Last Room She asked to keep the windows open all night. With greeting cards collapsing under dust, cobwebs blanketing bouquets, Lucy...

Someday In one thousand years (if I can wait that long) I shall reemerge as the red-winged blackbird I wrote about clinging to the tall...

Poetry Reading (Explanation 1) Everyone expects a poem to rhyme at some time or another. My brother blames it on those creatures -...

Running in the Winter silence, The season holds its breath. The sky, A wrapping paper blue Gifts us a perfect Winter scene. Ice...

On Contemplating Consciousness Open sky with whittled clouds splintered by rain. A bitter tang loops through ideas of matter that shore...