Through west Texas you told me I needed to take a step back when all we had was yellow brick after yellow brick after yellow brick, I stayed between the lines. And that always bigger picture of things loomed above us, gazing in through the windshield, squeezing our cheeks like a grandmother, so proud. For [...]
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Through west Texas
Posted in poetry, tagged grandmother, road trip, stars, texas on January 10, 2012 | 2 Comments »
an insurance question.
Posted in poetry on June 5, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Spending nights watching lit up road sings the light sputtering on and off you sleeping in the passenger seat my eyes glossed your head against the window my hand flopped over the steering wheel knowing that somewhere a bed is waiting for us and at times, you’ll awake for a smile, or a kiss [...]
Universal languages.
Posted in poetry on October 28, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Amazing how no matter how meager, no matter how grand, time swallows all. It’s as chilling as it is comforting.
Restless as the cold hits.
Posted in poetry on October 24, 2010 | 3 Comments »
What do you do when winter begins? I think, stepping out of the movie, finally colder outside than it is in the theater. And I think it again, the first time I see you in one of your scarves. I can’t get enough of this seltzer, I think, as I bring the cold to my [...]
Snow to Summer
Posted in poetry on October 14, 2010 | 5 Comments »
Someone once said that snow was the only thing that softened the city’s edges. I remember that first snow day: The library covered, the post office, a barely recognizable mound. The trains quietly stopped and everything else lost behind noiseless powdering. I was fine listening to the news, and you to your old Billie Holiday [...]
Posted in poetry on August 7, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
we learn by talking and drawing diagrams with our hands but who decided not to follow the deer tracks off the trail? i say we should. it’s like breathing underwater, he says. or eating cheerios after they’re left out for a night, there in their bowl of milk, i add. all that ocean of blue [...]
In boxes…
Posted in poetry on June 14, 2010 | 2 Comments »
We held on like waltzers and spun until springtime came. And I have the photograph, but what are we left with? Not the nights of hookah smoke, or the summer months we washed the sheets four times a week, nor that time at the market, when you confused plums with grapes and your tongue swelled, [...]
Stone’s walk away.
Posted in poetry on June 7, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Just a hint now, Of thunder clouds in the evening sky. On summer wind, The scent flies off the old man’s house. Decay. His life just a dream. His garden now belongs to butterflies. And I realize, The still lake does not need to think to offer Itself as home to clear moonlight.
National Poetry Writing Month #5
Posted in poetry, tagged bean, chicago, relationships on April 5, 2010 | 3 Comments »
She said she built a wall against me, dared me to get over it. She thought that was it, maybe. “I’m just looking for something simple,” she said. “Amazing how few cars are here at night,” I said. There were four lanes, all empty. I wished the mexican place was still open. “Is that okay?” [...]
National Poetry Writing Month #1
Posted in poetry, tagged National Poetry Writing Month, transitions on April 1, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Transitions “It’s just a transitional time for me,” she said. And I wondered if I’d ever met someone who’s arrived.
