Gated
Driving in, I spotted her.
Standing in the only shade for blocks
on a boulevard of vast divergence,
but little in the way of trees,
with layered clothing, a knit beanie, and boots … Continue readingGated
Category: Poetry
North of south
, not being from the mire but still in it,Â
make steeples of my hands, each joint wooden like
the inner ribbing, and I dive into the shallow
brown-green muck, and algae clings to my nose hair … Continue readingNorth of south
On the even prairie
Payne drapes over the edge of the world, billowing grass like holiday finery on the steady backs of old wood tables … Continue readingOn the even prairie
October My Love Become Me
In October, I listen to traffic. There are birds: chickadees, scrub jays, tufted titmouse, woodpeckers … Continue readingOctober My Love Become Me
Florida in the Hottest Months
St. Augustine grass leaves rice-sized red bumps on the back of my thighs … Continue readingFlorida in the Hottest Months