Dark
Light
Fever and Other poems
I remember you as a hallucination, bitter dregs at the bottomof a Turkish coffee cup, as a body-ache…
Brood
Every time Astrid laughs, every time she swears, the driver glances into his rearview mirror. It’s the only…
Juanita
During dishes, she foundherself in a new country,startled by the silencein her joints.Juanita had mappedher territory well.She had…
Cloud Gazing
through a rain-stained windscreen i’m stuck in traffic, meandering your eucalyptus fragrance faint as a daydream it is…
Iceland
I’ve spent most of the day dreaming in the present tense like a fucking teenager. Freud says wishes…
Grieving
i open this poem / with my moniker / a euphemism / for doldrums. / i sundered the…
love note from a survivalist, no. 0000003 and Other poems
love note from a survivalist, no. 0000003 after Naomi Shihab Nye I want to be famous as fire is…
Our Girlfriend
Sir General Reverend Evangelist Honourable National Minister Boss Comrade Dr. Oliver of South Sudan loved nothing more in…
Coming Home
I want a house with giant windows near the edge of a creek, a ceiling fan, and exposed…
Paris
One of the first foreign cities I visited as a dorky and curious thirteen-year-old was Paris. I went…