the circle by the college the red, red wine has seeped into the carpet, too deeply to be...

When We Were Young Each moment was thick,pearled into droplets, not yet thinned.The clink of dishes. The rustle of hymnal pages turning. Dust moteshovering in a sunbeam....

I Saw You Nothing burns alone. Let each face be a flame of itself. Let skin to be amber...

Eyelashes My daughter asks where the eyelashshe’s wishing on came from, how dothey grow? I tell her that it’s a kindof death, which is a...

Easter Night After a long sleep, I wake,long after the chill of sunrise services in parks,after high heels sinking into wet grass,after even late morning...