Clean Song
If this is weeping, it isn’t; it’s
The shuttered mouth of a flooded subway
It’s bees iced in their hives, a crocus’ spears......
The Worst That Could Happen
You’re lost. The gunmen don’t speak English. You forgot you had a test and you’re naked and it’s a shop test and you crush something vital in the...
How We Respond is What It Means
In this time it is impossible not to love
at least one monster. Venom laces the air,
you are in a house with
the feeling of every light in...
Early in the Field
Early in the field—
I trace horizon where field makes horizon
gnashed with earth, scavenge for pieces in rubble...
Brain Damage
I remember once I clung to a massive accordion-folded curtain in a hotel in Boston, looking out at dangerous weather sweeping in off the Atlantic. My room was...
fly three to four weeks after hatching. mercy.
grown, they aren’t picky with food but hoard
scattered caches carefully. the sown ground.
plus tuck bills beneath feathers for later
......
life span in the wild exactly average. not year-round
we are not this residence yet, but should be.
magpied twice as often minus abundance,
these ages openly passerine......
larch, o man I made
I must unlatch this cold
constellation of two fish
as for me these kinds of dreams
for his way to moose I am armed
......