I know I am the parasite – I pulled those weeds. Tore out the shrubs where the skunk used to sleep. My hands in the earth where my ancestral violence seeps, its muddy mouth belching bitter heat. This is my autumn apology. I wake and regret the milkweed I murdered before it could seed. […]
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“Whatever. I’m going upstate to meet with Turner. I might also pick up a dog.” With that, Harold Lattimer placed his hands on the counter, stood up, and walked out of the kitchen. Gwyn heard the jangle of his keys in the foyer and the click of the apartment door followed by the metallic clang […]
The curve of each treeis a record of windand sun, a memory ofwhat the Earth said.Each river winds the same,encoding memory in erosion,creation in destruction.In this way, thingsare already bookswithout language. I am a dust storm of a thousandthousand particles. I am suspendedin air, I float on a current of sunbeams,I am always falling down […]
Leonard sat at the counter of the diner nursing his coffee and applying for jobs on his laptop. Hewas sixty-two years old, recently laid off, wondering if he’d ever work again and how he’dmanage when his 401(k) ran out. An octopus climbed up on the stool beside him, suckers popping on the vinyl. Half itsarms […]
By Abbey Gate did they wait, hives of humanity confined in a makeshift holding pattern, their hopes in hand, desperate for rescue, a shimmering mirage that appeared at a distance but that never arrived, in the event outpaced by a resonant blast shuddering the earth and imbruing pavement with crimson puddles, hatred’s sudden signature. Elsewhere, […]
I remember to request no straw at lunch. The waiter asks whether I’m doing so to save the planet. Yes, in fact I am. He smiles and nods, settles for a breath onto heels, then toes. Heads off for iced tea, unsweetened. Waiting on the Summer Special, I read an article about the Counter- Enlightenment, […]
2021 I’m sitting in the impossibly white waiting area of South Campus, Calgary’s new state-of-the-art hospital. My husband of two years, himself a doctor, has canceled his office for the day, to be beside me. On my other side is my child’s transgender partner, a dapper young dude in a striped T-shirt bright with the […]
The flowers lose themselves in grieving and each petal falls like a day that never was, but we all agree, should have been. I am furious that halfway through my mother’s service I can think of nothing but a cigarette; did her life mean less to me than nicotine? Shall I think of her now […]
In Byron, Illinois in 1989, young state scholars and linebackers and thespians communicate their affection for their girlfriends with opal rings. Delicate, fragile, luminescent. Stones that can’t get too hot or cold or they’ll shatter. They have to be cared for, much like the girls’ hearts. I don’t think 17-year-old boys make the poetic connection. […]
Kids ride bikes along the paths in Falkner Park on a warm spring day as parents watch from nearby benches. Couples stroll across freshly-mown and edged green lawns, recline in the shade of oak, sycamore and plane trees. American and Australian flags rustle in the breeze outside the house facing the park as the homeowner […]