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Missy Goes to Work
Missy takes the bus downtown gets off at Sixth and Vine by the YMCA where she works in the daycare soothing crying children whose… More.
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Like a Hand into a Pocket
Your history disappears into the folds of an apron like a hand into a pocket, your body of work the carcass of a… More.
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Foreign Land
“It is difficult to commit to living where we are, how we are. It is difficult and it is necessary. In order to… More.
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Road Trip
There’s nothing like a road trip, miles upon miles of landing strip for your soul to come down out of the clouds, the… More.
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My Favorite Morning Poem of the Week
There is nothing so mundane as dreaming of toilets (and waking with the need to pee) but oh! what toilets I’ve seen in dreams! There… More.
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A Living Wage
One benefit of being a poet is in knowing it will never pay a living wage. This relieves me of enormous pressure to… More.
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What’s on the Label
All that is packaged as honey is not honey. This is what they told us on the news this week. They told us… More.
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I Hear the World is Falling Apart
I see the maps of shrinking glaciers, images of polar bears on tiny ice floes. I see food prices rising in my supermarket.… More.
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As a General Rule
“I have an ipod” refers to a thing you own. “I have a child,” or a spouse, or a dog, implies a relationship, a mutuality… More.
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The Voice of Authority
Meanwhile… My neighbor’s young son toddles across the yard instead of getting into the car as ordered. My neighbor counts to three in… More.
