Unending
By Poetry Issue 123
the bird chirp snagged in the wind of ticking hours.
Read MoreEarth Of
By Poetry Issue 123
For the brown of the known to be green for the kiss
Of the tragic to be depth of the sword for the cream
October
By Poetry Issue 123
My sister asks me if narwhals are real.
Read MoreHelp (thou) mine unbelief
By Poetry Issue 123
If I drape its cage to quiet it
in the night, to keep it warm.
After Creation
By Poetry Issue 123
All summer the felled poplars
echo through the valley,
Overlooking the Desert
By Poetry Issue 123
Candles burn low, thoughts grow clear.
Read MoreBlack Candle
By Poetry Issue 123
The air smells like rubber and rain.
Read MoreGenizah
By Poetry Issue 123
Before a storm, the sky is the same gray
density of old pages pressed together,
Awake for Lunch
By Poetry Issue 123
Paper maracas twist on strings
Read MoreAlverno
By Poetry Issue 122
It’s enormous, / my unknowing.
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