Dream of the Rising Sea

I am walking between two loose narratives, connected by a seaside promenade. Rising from dark water, my childhood’s plastic toys and adulthood’s kitchen utensils float near the stony edge. I can’t resist gathering things within reach with promises to use them in my...

How to Be Single

Wear tighter pants and shorter jackets.     She was told by a (somewhat) reliable source (a single male) that her habit of wearing pants two sizes too big, and long sweater jackets that nearly reach her knees (which perhaps were fashionable in the 90s,...

Little Girl

1. Missouri In each place called home, the lovers, the farm with blue eggs, and the calf being born. Learning that the best branches for whipping are from weeping willows. From the backyard you could see for miles, trace the lines of the fences and county, patches of...

First Date

He said we’d rename every dog we sawbecause it’s a better game than love. I name every dog after favorite poem titles:I call the golden, “If all of my relationships fail and I don’t have any kids, do I even knowwhat love is?” He nicknames the dog knowledge. I name the...

Lunch in Kennedy Park

My wife and I find a table Under a tree whose branches And leaves are fulsome enough To provide us with protection From the rays of the summer’s sun. Delicately we unwrap our burgers As if they might crumble before Our eyes if we weren’t so careful. Reaching for the...

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