The hunt
Strip, hide from haunch, red-white marbled quarters, cut away—a slow shiver of steel. Blood pools…
Parting station
At the end of the tracks, there is new grass. A broken rail-tie juts— wooden…
The bones are—longing
The slick-eyed lizard waits: without missing anyone. Gold, in coiled gold he lies throat bulging…
January in the grass
I have not met god in a church since I was old enough to feel…
Coyote moon
Two sagebrush tails, golden-eyed, startled to find another on the trail this late at night.…
The rage of September
September leans down the sidings of an old steam-engine and her howl fills the night.…
August Psalm
The hot wind that carries away has taken a breath and found only a little…
Driftwood Atlas
Here by the muddy sea, I, a woman, wait tides passing quiet between two fingers…
The grey king
The silence between breaths knows one fear alone— itself. A loosed bow, an echo, a…
Behind burning glass
In the freeway dust, keys rattle a small man stalks in a grey coat coaxing…
I, Tiresias
I, Tiresias, will never see enough. Twisted in the flesh of two bodies I wonder,…
The scald
Once, in the fields we knew I found a scrub wood gaping with ragweed beside…
Deep Ellum
Stand, sometime, on the cusp of an overpass with the thrum of the highway beneath…
Plantation summer
Woodbine, lilac two branches fallen, swaying in the mud-washed shallows. The slow scrape of birches…
Cecelia
Smeared, she ran from the grey house across the sod redwood slivers seared raw onto…
The winter of Marya Morevna
A woman stands on a new white stone arms full of pale anemones not hiding…
Every morning, my stillbirth
I, a raven choking, breast bursting with maggots— a harsh hacking of mucus and blood—…