Depressive Episodes She buries herself in murk & lonely earth like a mole streaking to hide from footsteps. Mole is also another w...

The Fourth Dimensional Flea Market There’s a white, round, taped-down sticker on my mother’s gravy boat. $12. I’ve seen it, in other unive...

there are so many ways to say ‘fundamentally unemployable’ at great length the window reflects my open mouth and i line up the cars with...

After long silence My father is a puzzle box. He’s a map folded up. The nurse says he has something to tell me. He stares at me, but...

Tones of Home A black-tongued boy eating dirt on the side of the house with a plastic spoon from a yellow metal dump truck, A yellow-ha...

Quija Board I could be the wine left on your lips. You might be the urge of my planchette. I trace the edge of your scar in the dusk o...

5 Blackjack Poems* You just wouldn't understand Unless you jumped in the air With your briefs outside your pants. * * * ...

North by Northwest On a hike we encounter the ruin, a single raised wall blocking our view of the sea, we cross the threshold hand in h...

What You See on Shirley Street A woman with a child crosses the street from BK's Bar to the beach, pushing the child by the b...

In Defense of Confusion Weather this winter is unreasonable, both in North Carolina and in my hometown. In the church my nephew p...