July/August 2021

you will be in your living room, singing melismas.
everything you utter is a prayer. your tears
water the lush earth as an offering to the lord.
from out of nowhere, a Chevy Caprice pulls up,
the windows roll down, St. Michael starts blasting.
in...

is pointless, my son says. If you write that down
I’ll kill you. I fear he fears
the attention I give it. I used to drive
till he fell asleep. Ten minutes, then silence

the river knit with ice. In tonight’s movie
a boat swerves...