it all came down like algebra

1. Tectonics shift in the cupboard next to my head. A new variable in the algebra of the room: the NPR announcer's voice, the gush of water from the faucet, a crackle and a crash. 2. Algebra: Arabic, from al-jabr meaning “a reunion of broken pieces” 3. My sister is a nurse. She tells me …

the phone in the other

the phone in the other room rings once and refuses to carry your voice the phone in the other- world rings and rings without disturbing a soul   Fresh ink. This is my subversion of "thoughts & prayers." Constructive criticism welcome.

Take Root

The field lies like a still lake, an opaque film of silver or green—water or soil, apathy or memory—obscuring the mayhem underneath A tenebrous home once floated here. Inside: chrysalis, pupa, larvae, whatever I left those costumes in closets to mold over years ago. But, then again, my home was never on the ground.    …