You Surround Me

I’m not the same as myself // I’m not the opposite of myself // I’m downstream from the values of some ancient warrior class that got to decide what… More

from Motion Studies

They had struck gold; they had won the right to be forgotten. The ticket granted them that. All they had to do was sign on the dotted line and… More

from Explosion Rocks Springfield

I remember the breeze right before… / Burs of—was it willow—slant-falling. / The gray sidewalk, schist granules, scattering. / A brown dumpster lid smushing its green plastic, sandwich meat.… More

On Reset

Paul Valéry said something like: the purpose of poetry is to re-create the poetic spirit in the reader. That feels pretty right to me as a real reason I… More