Dakota Incident
His mother passed away, / cold errant, / in the cardboard container, / going begging / with a good shiny pen. / See what was so good about it. More
Life on Mars (Another New Year’s Day)
Words for the wind were filled with trees // I was filled with a feeling I couldn’t name /I knew I would never be seeing her again: the girl… More
from A Poem for Record Keepers
“Cut your losses,” said the Viking. / This is supposed to be fun. / But then your neighbor & her friend invite themselves in. / Ask if we’re having… More
Four Poems by Hannah Sanghee Park
what company am I / keeping? // Only that of someone whose liver is / a lily, whose lover was a likeness / in this light—come here, I'll show… More
About the Family Down the Road
Guilt-heavy for our blessings we rode home / haunted by this girl and offspring who seemed / stunned but not shocked by their smoldering loss. More
An Ordinary Prison
The surprise of a dog chewing its bone / As if this were an ordinary household / Inventory the scene; catalogue its contraband of loss More
from KINGED
grass cooling my temples / i thought of miklos / how all i wanted was to / hold miklos / bodies on top of / bodies he wanted /… More
Annalogue on Oranges
that even a dog has more rights to run free. but that oranges glimmer. so as not to be slurped up by dog-tongue. excuse-moi, dog. excuse-moi, docteur. can he… More