The black-and-white corridor smells of the memory of cigarettes, parables of ash caught above the coating of clorox. each step documents...

In barely a whisper he muttered the cat’s name. She sat, ignoring him, by the sliding glass doors in the dining room, where out in the...

It’s nighttime, and I sit wondering if I might be serial killered out here in my own backyard. It’s unlikely, I know. So I remind myself,...

Maybe I’ll never die. Or maybe I will. Unknown pulses push through the space I’m also in. Thank you. Love is different than I expected....

the irregularity of monotonousness   is now   absorbed. the obduracy   observed from white paper that was glued to its kind did not...

I leapt out my bedroom window onto my Nimbus 2000. A couple putting up pictures of their son. The bobbing of a go-getter on her daily...

A Word from the Poet: My poem “Madelyn Dunham, Passing On” won first prize in the Obama Millennium Contest. I also have won the Blue...

once, wandering a half-dressed, bare street—lithe and light, she led me to a bench. and forever we sat in the warm dusk, before I had the...

they didn’t they lied the sun would burn brighter and mornings would sail along like a great enveloping soul they said that nights would...

Hemingway could not grab a shotgun and shoot himself. He lacked the arms to do so. His namesake would be horrified at the circumstances....

Heartbreak in All Forms Heartbreak is more than just a lover. It comes in many shapes and sizes. Once from a favorite plate shattered in...

After the precondition A history of seedless planning resolved itself      in purple sheets for local consul swaddling; the council...

Lost in the Forest Corsage curated for your chest, I am wearing emerald to match your eyes as we go in the forest for a walk. I point to...

Home Feeling I woke up to rain and pain in my stomach eagles chittering and a barge blare staring outside at the devouring grey bleeding...

Grief of Hands Burned to Dust I just thought about how I won’t hold your hand again the wrinkles all over each knuckle you’ve been using...

Marriage Counseling Over a Game of Go There are 391 points on this Go board for us to position where we feel our most confident. Where we...

INHERITED MEMORY: BACK FROM THE MIKVEH Setting: penumbra of lamplight, clothed in warm flannel, back from the mikveh, my bleeding done....

ANNIVERSARY I stick my thumb out and demand a ride. It’s our anniversary. Of the day we died in our last lives. I want to celebrate with...

So I’ve been wandering sodden streets, crossing narrow bridges. It shouldn't be any great surprise that I’m lost in Venice. It’s the...

The Resounding Silence The silence was resounding— Stifling as it crept into my every thought. The silence was all consuming— Reshaping...