I tucked my hair, long
and blond like Kurt’s,
behind my ears.
Red flannel hung low,... [+]
Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
I tucked my hair, long
and blond like Kurt’s,
behind my ears.
Red flannel hung low,... [+]
We head toward the peach orchard,
the one we found midsummer
at the edge of town, past the... [+]
A police van
has been
overturned
and the Burger King
on the corner
is burning,
and if... [+]
I have seen this movie before,
I know how it ends, with troops in the streets,
and the charred... [+]
The bird contained
within a bone-melded cage
tries to breathe:
a bubble of air rises,
a pump... [+]
If you swim before the children wake
take me along. Though it is you, Folly Beach
lifer, and me... [+]
Her face beneath the glass coffee table.
A marble ornament,
a plated face.
Weigh heavy a... [+]
He climbed a telephone pole first;
next, a cell phone tower,
because he’d heard of ancient... [+]
How Yosemite can fit
within these four fragile walls,
stretched across the bedspread
with hip... [+]
The bunny soft glow falls languid,
seeping into the fibers I so tenderly draped
over the prostrate... [+]
A visit.
Wooded, wooden and magnolia sheltered. Panel lined to be specific.
Breezeless evening... [+]