Things My Mother Gave Me [That I Did Not Ask For]

shoulder padsa cigarette burn on my left shoulder her middle namea battle with me at the middlesecond helpings of mashed potatoestoo little pride to succeed, too much to ask for helphow to win Monopolyhow to cheathow to cheat the systemNintendo 64an excuse for asking: “Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love… Continue reading Things My Mother Gave Me [That I Did Not Ask For]

The Raw Touch

Never is honey as rawas its origin flower, at the moment of dehiscence,giving in to the releaseof seeds, pollen, and the quiet that comes after —the spontaneous openingalong a single crackof built-in weakness,where the wound fails to heal. Mark how the wisteria behaves,dripping from a ceilingin the 1900 blockof NE Schuyler Street;how its winglike petals… Continue reading The Raw Touch