a petrel . . . nada nada importa nothing matters evil has won the worst did happen but we survived and hide happily trying to find the others find a way to peace and life for future generations out of sheer love find the others web a web against the forces of the violent and […]
Mouths, Filled with Cinnamon (selected for the Summer Literary Seminars Prize)
The girls returned to us are not girls. They were taken at eleven and returned at seventeen. Forty-six were taken and fourteen returned. Had they then expired, were they no longer of use to them who had done the taking? In the morning, we woke and they were here, in the center of the village. […]
You Disappoint Me
By noon it was hot enough in my studio apartment that the Madrid sun shooting down through the attic skylight bullied me into waking. I thought about lying there with my eyes closed for the rest of the afternoon, even if it was too hot to sleep, even if getting up required finding effort collected […]
Dog Eaters
My grandmother dies in the depths of summer when it’s too hot to eat a popsicle. On the day of her funeral I walk with my mother to the cemetery in our blackest clothes. As we follow the dirt path to the outskirts of our village, I witness a herd of monks dressed in bright […]
Gone Beautiful
Someone is at the door and asking for help. This is like when I walk down the street and see a sign in a store window that says, Help Wanted. I always want to go into the store and ask what kind of help they need, if it is urgent, if someone needs medical attention. […]
from “Comfort”
is lining the interior with unbleached muslin. is tacking a line of pockets inside. is freshening feather pillows : without wringing, they are exactly right. is treating chapped hands with a thick salve of lard & flour applied at night. is confusing brining with burning. was afraid the dog had been killed but toward morning […]
Red Armor
A man crafts the smallest sushi in the world from one grain of rice a tiny piece of nori wrapped around a shred of sea urchin He says a woman cried for over an hour when she saw the small sushi, it was just so cute The ratio indicating the relation of the duration […]
K’s Party, 68th Street
“Peter died two months ago, I woke up at four still drunk, lost my wallet and passport, knew all the people in Beverly Hills were full of shit, were selling the Monica Lewinsky stories to the press, I knew the boys who were doing it, the ones who said they taught her how to give […]
Five Poems
St Oyl! he is st oyl! of the well-machined of the well-lubed of those lankyass lads loosed on boulders with pinecones bested by small pineneedles the needles! they have been trampled over by his loosed limbs needles having their own needles succulents lining edges of other succulents from the paleozoic era he! st oyl, he! […]
Mt. Mitchell
I didn’t want to tell the story and still don’t Not thinking in elephant thrusts An action that rolls off the wrist The situation changes As does the house What middle colors Electioneering for my love What grounds for improvement can I claim Not one in reality But infinite toward a masquerade I can exploit […]
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