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Exiting the Beinecke

For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too. —Virginia Woolf   I had grown used to …

If I Were To Own a Gun

Ginkgo leaves seem adequate; they nibble at your toes in the autumn, next to those stinky pellets I used to …

Wick(ed)

It seemed a more definite way out. The clarity of disaster is more satisfying Than rambling goodness, and all that …

Inktober— 21 Short Poems

The following is a series of 21 short poems that I wrote for Inktober, writing according to the daily prompt …

Retrograde

When the faintly sighing autumn skies Lament the steady flight of time I tilt my head upwards in a sunken …

Skin Dance

Behind the left ear Swallowed in the hollow of your foot Now hiding on the inside of your wrist, your …

The Gift-Giver

There is a notebook that is my World and also just a notebook.   The page Collapses when I turn …

Let Fall

I have fallen in love with softness (have I done the right thing?) With the pull of the evening’s low …

Nothing Has Ever Happened

She drives her Prius backwards. That way, she can live in the wrong half of her timeline Forever, In the …

Lottery

In Korea, they call overweight girls unscratched lottery tickets. Because who knows— They might turn out pretty.   Apparently, flesh …

Yellow Girl Hymnal

I. Come, Lord, let us welcome you home, Let us be shy when you take off your shoes, Let us …

Question Mark

So you felt like kissing yourself in the bathroom mirror, all tongue and all slipperiness and chemicals, all cold-tasting and …

Urban Picnic

Good girls sometimes don’t feel like going home. They buy cheap microwaved rice balls and sit in the streets. They …

Alpha

Her dentures have escaped her mouth. Her fingers, Made of canines, Step deftly out of hell; Their devil-given powers do …