Annunciation Overheard From The Kitchen
I could hear them from the kitchen, speaking as if
something important had happened.... more »
Mary who mattered to me, gone or asleep
among fruits, spilled
in ash, in dust, I did not... more »
I had the happy idea to suspend some blue globes in the air
and watch them pop.... more »
Night Shifts At The Group Home
The job was easy: I tucked
them in, kicked off my shoes, listened for
the floor to go quiet. Everyone... more »
On Wanting to Tell [ ] about a Girl Eating Fish Eyes
—how her loose curls float
above each silver fish as she leans in
to pluck its eyes—... more »
So-And-So Descending From The Bridge
It is so and so and not the dusty world
It is their mother and not the dusty world... more »
The Troubadours Etc.
Just for this evening, let's not mock them.
Not their curtsies or cross-garters
or ever-recurring pepper trees in their gardens
promising, promising.... more »
Touch Gallery: Joan of Arc
Stone soldier, it's okay now.
I've removed my rings, my watch, my bracelets.
I'm allowed, brave girl,... more »