so pigeons keep coming to this narrow chimney-like space. i hate opening the windows as i am...
Every Writer
This is about me
Tomorrow's fear is but
yesterday's panic
early June
early in the marriage
early morning
Eastman by Amanda Iacampo “Boy,” she said, “Pick a Christian name,” I stared blankly back at...
Frequencies compete
Bouncing in and out
Speaking over each other
i would like
you
to see through the mist
on a rainy evening
I forgot how jealousy
looked on you -
A landscape enormous and wide
opens with great remembering:
If I could speak in any language
it would be the one winter flirts with
before kissing the...
On the fly leaf,
I leave words.
Implied leaves
flutter past, green
