The Ida Pingala
I told you, in the decades to come, we’d hold our hands open to feel the moist sweat of the turn-coat landscape as it spoils the way we hear… More
Elegy Traveling South on the Pearl River
A river / changes / course. / There is / nowhere / left to go, / when / a river / flows / a river / flows / to… More
Nocturne Trio
I'm an oilcloth stuffed / in the back pocket of jeans / you don't wear / Brass buttons on a work-shirt. Over / exaggeration, under simplification. More
Octaves Later
Beyond / the nerve tonic / I came up rather quickly / now it’s a way of saying something / as if another century had passed More
Yadasi Clips
Cold October spring, / light lengthened out in the evening. // But the wind! / Wind made the world frightening. More
Wide Enough
wasn’t crossing the / fence line a bird / that wasn’t perched / in the magnolia More
Splintering in Time Through Image: A Conversation with Amber Flora Thomas
What keeps me writing is what I’ve learned about the poem. The poem, for me, represents this very structured lens for life; it is has the ability to house… More
Majestic Interlude
The rainy season is a league away traveling / at the speed of an era. The cloud formation / does not dissolve as I remove my eyes / from… More
I Can’t Be Responsible For All That’s Behind Me
That is the mind I am talking about. / That wind that fire that way of saying / something so unlike anything as familiar / as a hand, a… More
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