Cartographic Memory

November 15, 2020

On a white day like this
On a road like this
I drove to an address

Stranger in me
Feeling home

Less of me
Feeling more

One of me
Feeling for

One of you.

Other Women

Twins, She Said

With a Blade, a Shovel and a Pickaxe

With a blade, a shovel and a pickaxe
It must have seemed to you,
When you tried to invite me to the
State of grace that opened up to you

June 3, 2021

Are you happy now?

We were blind once. We didn’t speak once. We didn’t know once. Then. Then…? We spoke a lot, First to ourselves, Saying “Is this real?” Then to each other, In whispers. I said I am nothing...

April 27, 2018

Haven’t heard from her for two days. She’s quiet, and I am Making do with her brief messages Asking me to send my pics. In these quiet moments, In her confident pauses, I know–I can feel, An expansion...

November 17, 2019

Macrolove – N

First cold hands, then warm you Soon sheets of macrolove Enveloped me and you Like a front that’s come in “You silly,” you said “It doesn’t die,” you said And now, fat raindrops Fall...

April 19, 2018