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So the Day Begins: Grief Refrain
So the day begins.
The water’s cold; I pour, the
soil drinks and a leaf
False Spring & I Hope We Can Still Be Friends
Who will forgive our meal of blood and bones?
Who will forgive our hotel bed
dressed and undressed by silent hands?
I swallow a heart. It’s juiceless.
Daylight Savings Time
there is no liquid like grief—
the moon pulls it all,
and my body responds,
begins to bleed.
Blood Sisters
“She is either the trickster god of the desert or a divine messenger. Neither option is welcome, especially now.”
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