Poetry
Today I’ve Been Declared a Dancer
with audio
Wordgathering | Volume 16, Issue 2 | Summer 2022
Eighteen / Testing the Seams / Six Roller Coasters / In Jersey Now
Wordgathering | Issue 28
You don’t know where I been,
he’d bluster. You don’t know
where I go — until she folded inside
where I was folded,
another unknown, forming.
She believed this caused
my cerebral palsy. Water
takes the shape of its container,
and we are mostly water.
Excerpt from “Prologue”
“Some evenings you’re still full to bursting / with stories, pacing as you talk, no pauses / between thoughts. Often, though, I’m faced / with your new sullenness. I prompt / with questions; but night’s a heavy curtain / and you stay behind it, trying solitude on for size.”
Excerpt from “Phases”
Grace
Tattoo Highway | Picture’s Worth 500 Words Contest, Honorable Mention | Issue 15
After the Ultrasound / Mr. Rogers / The Summer She Ran Away
Apple Valley Review | Volume 2, Number 1 | Spring 2007
Tonight the moon
that hovers over this house is so golden,
so full, it resembles a rare coin.
Excerpt from “Grace”
“He scolded me once at eighteen months, / ‘I am not a flower!’ / First metaphor, I’d write in his baby book / after just one more breath of my boy.”
Excerpt from “Mothering by Scent”