the bittersweet end
and unknown beginnings earn
a few sudden tears
we try to thank her
a small gift in return for
her months of giving
the bittersweet end
and unknown beginnings earn
a few sudden tears
we try to thank her
a small gift in return for
her months of giving
Each time you come in,
familiar and strange – I know
you, but not myself.
the phone call surprise:
i expect gossip, i hear
something has gone wrong
Kittens are awesome.
My mean uncle melts for one
with upside-down feet.
she runs with the boys
one day they will call her slut
out of jealousy
Memory may live
in voice more than smell, or sight -
I have old photos
but my father’s voice
(living! offscreen on home film)
brought swift, silent tears.
Six shouting women
each one telling someone else
what they oughta do
I heard of a man
who smoked shisha through pure grain -
he can’t remember.