I used to remember.The way the trees below meant nothing to Orion.I used to think.I wonder if he huntsin Greensboro. Where pines cover grass which covercivil disobedience kept as tight asorion to mrigathe deer in the sky.forever disagreeingforever at war. Read More in Poetry
Where’d you learn to bend time like that?You found the portal on instinct.Our two mouths like black holes connecting,Lips and teeth and tongue markingThe fissure where solid time turns liquid,Where night stretchesIn communion with parked cars,Where street dogs gather their feast,Where we gather our longingAnd pass it back and forth,Like the best ball game ever... Continue Reading →
ar • dent /ˈɑːdənt/ adj. 1. The feeling of blood racing rapidly through the veins. 2. The ache of the heart after cruel, raw rejection. 3. All that is evoked when the human soul is moved / The hidden tear behind a father who cannot feed the five little heads clinging to his legs /... Continue Reading →
1.I remember the promise of the mountains, the alpine summer breeze clearingour pores, the entranced look you gave me on Highway 14Remember the chip factory next to the hotel? That’s where you would’vetransferred You said all I needed to do was find a job2.I remember our first lunch, spaghetti and meatballs There was somethingpassed in... Continue Reading →
While death and taxes may have earned their spot at the top, there may be room for an addition to the dubious list of “things that are certain.” Every campaign season, candidates from both sides of the aisle in red states and blue states agree on one thing: the American...
