[tabby title="Poem"] The sky took me to Germany,where the stars unfolded a mapof all the destinations I had yet to go. I landed back home,reminisced about constellations,rebuilding my rocket from memory. I tried to outdo who I was yesterday,but how...

[tabby title="Poem"] Probably, I’m not doing this rightwhen superwomen of spirit nuclear calibrebeautiful, alone write to a leftover, such as meof consanguine secret candle burningsand gangsta chicken lives, made unicornand such camaraderie, and cheeron this departure day, yours — mineand...

[tabby title="Poem"] The grateful heart is loved by the universefor seeing the blessings despite beingan ingredient in so many people’s recipes. The grateful heart first had to be grated thengrinded to powder like nutmeg or blendedinto a boiling mixture then...

[tabby title="Poem"] I am always the shoulder, always the ear,Lifting you up when trouble is near.You call, I answer, day or night,Helping you win every fight.But when I stumble, when I fall,I reach out, but no one answers my call.Echoes...

[tabby title="Poem"] This year carries loss like a satchel of shadows.It lets itself in—I hear its keys rattle in my bones,its shoes wet with graveyard grass.I long to be angry, yet I am strangely understanding.Why do you wear the coats...