& yes i know that stray dogs enter the compound in the dark and sit on the swing & yes i have seen their oblong eyes juiced in meditative silence & yes sometimes i join them
RECENTLY PUBLISHED
“The Lover” and Two Poems
At the start of summer I thought /
only love could make my body
welcome the earth.
Dignity
We spooned
out avocados beside lakes, // I licked pink salt from your nape, /
drew the shapes of continents
on your back
“The Allergy Test” and Two Poems
To let go /
of pain as an anchor. There is a look /
to every exchange, a kind of weather.
from ( g h o s t g e s t u r e s )
The doll was small, about a foot long, with a cloth body and a 1920s-style, plastic Kewpie face. She was pitch-black like the new moon.
“Almost” and Two Poems
the whale doesn’t move // the sea fills its stomach // with things that cannot sing
