but they were always going too fast.
I’d read about people having their legs
chopped off. So I didn’t want to risk it. Continue reading →

You wouldn’t have fit in here, either. Riding the train alone again, I stood at a window and watched the landscape. Continue reading →

You said more than you meant to on the edge of Salt Lake City,
where the one-eyed woman panhandled outside our room
and shell casings littered the Salt Flats. You let a lizard run
circles through your fingers. I had never seen someone pick up
the desert. I had never heard distant gunfire. Continue reading →

When I die, trap my soul in a birdcage Continue reading →

My boots slip on the ice and I struggle to stay standing
and think, “This? Is this how I die? On a sidewalk
some idiot neighbor forgot to shovel, taking the dog out for a walk?”
Continue reading →

Crows and starlings scatter at the shotgun crack of the ice
shifting and splintering into blue-gray shards.
There is water running in the falls again, a thin trickle
moving beneath the snow
just enough to break through thoughts of winter. Continue reading →

I never had the guts to rip a one-night-stand off
or actually, I never thought of doing it at all, back when I was single. Continue reading →