There was a horse I met, his name was the thought of a tree. I saw him in the backdrop of darkness in my mind, and on a farm, and […]
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There was a horse I met, his name was the thought of a tree. I saw him in the backdrop of darkness in my mind, and on a farm, and […]
Between classes and meetings with students I find myself Looking up images of the physical difference Between a taser and a gun Then laws against air freshener Then I stop […]
I’m situated now inside the eveningI carry two cold beers in my plastic grocery sacIt feels amniotic and saneMy clogs charging down into the floor of the train platformLike a […]
“there are moments when I think I should’ve moved on / … kept myself taut / to the softness of his affection.”
“His body, the closest place to home that I can go”
“/ I give you / the air / of my lungs / may it be / the aperture / your memory needs”
“Loved like the moon tied to the sky, / sometimes full, / other times fallen-“
“cutting memories of Papa, lined-up / history…”
“she wrote poems / they’re trapped in Valencia / in a cabinet with avon samples // she did write poems / i said to her i would translate…”
“its / note / a / common name.”
“My mother knows how / to choose the best: the ones / with smooth pale skin. / She presses a honeydew / to her cheek, closing her eyes.”
“oh what if / I / will be the reason / you are re- / membered.”
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