Separation of Us
Trunk split down through outer and inner bark,
sapwood holds onto heartwood.
We’d lean against this, hang secrets from each other on branches,
watch them scatter into neighboring yards.
We could never make one real thing from the leaves,
not one small pile to break our fall.
Not one small pile to break our fall,
we could never make one real thing from the leaves.
Watch them scatter into neighboring yards.
We’d lean against this, hang secrets from each other on branches.
Sapwood holds onto heartwood,
trunk split down through outer and inner bark.
Baked eggs in bread bowls
I can make babies in my heart, but not in my body
Almond-flavored coffee, sugar cubes, and cream
All this time, I kept thinking it was you, now we’ve wasted a year
Hand-squeezed grapefruit juice, pulp coating eggplant-colored glass
I know everything but what to say
Tri-colored berries trimmed in mint and orange zest
What do we tell people who keep asking?
We almost did it. The quite unthinkable
thing that many others do and don’t want
to think about. But we did. And didn’t.
We almost did. Undressed in an unassuming
hotel room, ignoring the cold, informal
furniture. But we didn’t. And did.
You soon will shed your wings,
may or may not survive to become
queen of a kingdom of ants.
Don’t lose your wings for a mate.
If I were you, I’d be flying
instead of walking around
this gas station.
"Affair" and "Flying Ant" first appeared in Rose & Thorn Journal. "Breakfast Pairings" first appeared in "Referential Magazine."