Ladies Nights
Published by Eunoia Review. In dive bars we scoot our barstools closer so the other patrons won’t overhear when we whisper about the girls from out of town tiptoeing in their high heels on the…
I think I’ve seen this film before
First published in Scissors & Spackle. where the girl goes from smitten to bitten, scratch marks on her forearms, fingerprints fleck the flesh under her necklace, collarbone tender to touch but of her lover she…
Words They Use in Hospitals
First published by Boats Against the Current comfort measures I don’t hate the term as much as I should, or as much as I loathe other phrases that embed in foreheads like initials in concrete.…
Dear Baltimore Sinkhole
First published in Dear Poetry Journal The officials circle ‘round you like mothers peering into the well, looking for water or babies fallen in, having slipped on intergenerational poverty or a banana peel, both slick…
No One Told the Mothers
First published by Brave Voices Magazine. No one told the mothers that we would lay awake at night with thoughts of smoking guns in school hallways, deadbolts on classroom doors, cloth masks with unicorn prints…
A Home Office
First published in Blue Heron Review‘s special issue, “Meaningful Connections.” The humidity, summer’s mucous-like fog Has lifted from the air around our house If only for a short reprieve Here on our deck atop the…
in which I imagine Gustav Klimt’s The Kiss is about infertility rather than lust
First published in The Ekphrastic Review The painting hangs heavy, a burdensome cloak of thick, layered oils and glinting flecks of gold, seventy-two inches of life-sized, soul-sized, figures enmeshed in golden embrace, the Viennese viewing…
Poem For a Friend
First published by She is Kindred She’s the one you don’t hesitate to text or call or just show up on her doorstep, suitcase in the trunk, packed with bras that have been outgrown, the…
Milk in the Boardroom
Published by Sledgehammer Lit He said he fell in love with her breasts, in high school, that every boy in his class sought her/them, the first to ripen, and he had won the prize, like…