I set fires for my dad when I was twelve. Back then,
he was a forester for the state, and one of his jobs
was to start and supervise controlled, prescribed
burnings for big landowners—small, low-roaming
fires that burned off the underbrush from a spring
and summer of growth and needle-fall ... [more]
My old high school rent-a-cop
now directs traffic with yellow gloves,
almost two decades after
I took my last exam and cried
my way to college ... [more]
We never find out how she moves,
just that something attracted the singer
like no other. Maybe a jaunty stride
down the sidewalk. A series of gestures ... [more]
Everyone is feeling the pinch. Economic crises affect much more than monetary flows: they affect how we perceive and dream. They affect how we philosophize and write ... [more]