Names she tried to teach me Sibilant forsythia, hard-ringed dogwood,      and this vine: red bead bursting from yellow sheathing;...

Water Knows your name. Remembers your shape. Amniotic fluid. Pee.  The ice in your drink. Returning comet. Water dancer  Water...

poem where I catch la chupacabra When I catch him, I will let you know. I will keep him in our secret box: the box that holds...

SONNET FOR THE U. S. CAPITOL DOME  Driving down North Cap some afternoons that vista looks so fake, a cardboard dome pasted on a sum...

He Draws Me as an Old Woman How quickly I am taken down. This August morning sags with flaccid heat. On the bus, two stops past ...

Two Blackjack Poems: Cafe Ole The aroma of coffee filters in from around the kitchen brewing fresh grounds for divorce Writt...

Rooting for the Underdog at the Orphanage Poetry Slam Better to drum for the moon by day Than curse the home you can never have. ...

In Goreme Sitting on an outcropping of rock Protected by the shade of a small tree We belonged so precisely to the solid eart...