Prayer For Long Distance Relationships

Your strut down Fourth toward me is a blue-jeaned alleluia one last blast of heat before November’s frost each footstep is a stone thrown into an empty cargo hold I want to be the hunger you hold between your hips and under your tongue alleluia to be together again is to study the frost glistening on …

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Periphery

Red oak leaves circled the edge of the parking lot next to Ben’s head. He watched them swirl in mid-air like cardinals, zigzagging from hedge to fence to light post; all of them seemed to be searching for anything but him. A few leaves finally gave in and fell to the crowning his bleeding head. They didn’t …

The Clumsy Giant

Heifers mooed and eagles screeched outside my cottage. Everyone in the kingdom was traveling by cowback or hawkback to my quaint hamlet of Daragh to attend the Spring Dance. I prepared for the event automatically, scrubbing the dirt from my feet in the lake, using a scythe and the reflection on the water to shave …

Muse

Poets pine for my touch. Choreographers claim that I am a walk in the woods. Musicians mistake their soulmates for me. Fools. I am that green-aproned siren in the café down the street; I am that tendril of steam rising from the mug she holds.  

Another Rain

I have yet to find a summer rain that falls on me like your gaze but each storm reminds me of you I hoist a cheap black umbrella only when the sky is cloudless only when the trees are thirsty only when the pavement is slick with sunlight

Walls

It started with the jar of loose change, the way the coins glittered in the sun. No matter where I stood in my bedroom, silver and bronze flashes swarmed around me like gnats or doubt. Without thinking, I pushed the jar off my dresser and watched as coins pummeled the floor and the jar shattered. …