I will be ready by the end of the month. For now, I am getting my ducks in a row. Trying to decide what this year will mean. Already many terrible things have happened but if I set my intentions by the end of January, I will still have made it in time. I felt…

Kin burn like Kindling I grew up playing in the ruins of a house Bua failed to build again. Its floor is red clay the ceiling was a raft. I remember drifting in Sali with him.  My slipper, lost in the current He swam after it and I stayed back. The regret is still there.…

faults / pressures In schoolthey taught usabout tectonics andeven though I forgot mostthings I never forgot about tectonics.The way they push off each other, up,mountain-building, or bury each otherinto lava. In my eight-year-old imagination, thishappens all at once,and still, I can’t imagine being in contact for that long. My mothersays that hugs need to           …

Things change all the time It’s dark and I’m on a plane and it’s cold outside, it’s fall, the last beautiful trees, but right now I can just see the notes of light from the buildings, and the blue-gray strands of the clouds, and the dark. And the music is the old music which has…

My friends are coming I washed the sheets. I scrubbed the sink. I turnedon the heatfor the first time this season, crackeda window to air out the hot dust. I rolled out my back, snappedmy spine straight. I bulliedmy jaw, moved itup and down in my hand. I practice what I will say. I read…

It’s hope last night when we walked up the hillthe ice smelled like rain we wore our coats openwindless streetlights glowing you held my arm to keep from slippingI matched your steps last night was missing somethingbecause my breath hit no resistance it was confusing for the air not to biteto wade through the night…