Winter is when we come undone or something is in retrograde or hi, it’s me again, if you turn off your location, how will I find you? do...

Residue of blue i am screaming My jaw will not shut on its own How strange Maybe there is a problem It over there is like a vitrine...

Anger When I say I have a face of anger When I say I have an anger face this specifically female problem clarifies the self-gaze and...

(Based on George Tooker’s Government Bureau.) is this it? the shuffling and a motorcade of incandescent dial tones. anonymous spheres of...

A salt-heavy voice surfs the waves. Morning slows as wind counts, first its reluctant fingers, then its webbed toes. Your ashes sank or...

Open Cart Marie Antoinette remembers ✤ I ride through my life for the last time thrown from the cell of darkness into the cold roar of...

from the painting Cardinal Bandinello Sauli, His Secretary, and Two Geographers by Sebastiano del Piombo I Invisible at first it springs...

Watching the News Facts precipitate like summer rains and risk drowning what nudged this poem to begin dreaming, to be celebrated...

Weight, Loss A man rides a tandem bicycle alone. Phantom legs picking up slack in the back. We are surrounded by ghosts of our making...

Our Diner’s Red neon sign hums while most of the world slumbers, metal-panel gown aglow in the sunrise. Rust. Ketchup with drowned bits...

Photos Syntheses Order can be found here – in an open palm, where pieces of life take the shape of reality. There a smile lies off...

Clasp-lock, Winter The end of the year or the eyelash of another is a whirlpoint to our whole persistent erasure. In today’s version,...

Orthodoxy My first language, water, was driven from me by steadfast threats of sulfur. Guilt stares at me from my ghost, yellow holes in...

Slide to Unlock after the iPhone entry screen, 2007—2016 Caught in the present tense, we are continuously poised to receive its...

If You’re Reading This, Accept My Apologies I’ve been abusive to my body: pills & cocaine, vodka, cigarettes, sodas, fatty foods, knife...

Distant Is The Morning Rain dries on a windy street. Heron skulks the horizon. Never trust a Capricorn’s word until you know how it falls...

You should believe me. I was a disciple. I washed his feet with my tears and perfume. Gave him my portions at meals. It used to blind me,...

A Circular Arrangement Whorl of dark hair on the scalp of my newborn daughter Gigi, so thin her skin shows through, and the red cloud of...

I walk further into myself---inside a waking dream, I walk further into dark. All at once the trees and sky here change, becoming ten...

The Ark Over-eager, I slipped and razored my wrist open against the bite of the chain-link fence, and clutched the swell of the wound...