Category: Poetry

Enfleshment

“If the body cares not for itself, / who would care for it? / What is the use / of wasted breath?”

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Stretchers

“They are not allowed to know the embrace of the sisters next to them”

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In Heat

“my body / remembering / it exists, unmoored, / metamorphosing, moistening / peeling lips.”

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My Fair Math Tower

“A brutalist chic makes my heart quite weak / Dare I describe the wonders of Fine Hall?”

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How a Rock Is Cut

“So long as nothing blocks your persistence, / you arrive one day at solution caves and gaping gullies.”

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Fragments

“sharpened pencils, winning teams / in the same elusive dream”

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after mother

“the catching of blood / & buttercream pipes / around edges as the mattress coils / find a home in my ribcage.”

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Bruise

“First dusty lilac, hints of navy. / Sailing on the bay at dusk, aloft, / the dappled rising surface.”

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Delaware

“Pine air, peace of mind. Quilts from your childhood with that sense of déjà vu, & then erasure”

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After the Darkness and Thunder

“That October was particularly dreary. / The clouds slid through the sky / Like lazy gondolas weighted down by unfurling ropes.”

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Displaced

“To erase the blankness, / masked the cleaner’s sting / with lavender and sage, / found places for my mother’s / good omens”

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Sure

“I’ll take any reason, / absurd to God, for something new. / That’s why I stood up, no doubt— for a little color.”

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