Tag: poetry

When we first met,there were only flames.There was heat and light,and that lovely sunsetshade of yellow-orange—but up close—up closethe world is just one fire.  One fire the train.One fire the circus.One fire the burning heart.One fire—we should’ve known.We should’ve known that iron road.  Our small figures are blackenedcoals glowing, fixed in their tracksstraight for the… Continue reading Jackpots and Gunshots

I’m standing in a torn-up lot, my toes hanging over the edge of the earth. The world behind me disappears, and I am surrounded by the music of sailboats at anchor, the water-full easing of wooden docks, the winging of shorebirds. Crystalline light extends to a far wall of silent rust. In the center, a… Continue reading I Wanted To Be A Clam