Haint
In the highway’s curve, in the swept
light that precedes the car, I am
coming home. I imagine you
safe, enfolded in the blue quilt.
I know you’ll have left a
Humanity
Feminine Failure
I usually kill herbs, despite my most fervent efforts at watering and pruning. I
rarely cook my boyfriend dinner, and am consistently the token girl to bring the
6-pack to the potluck instead
An Epistolary Confession
I live for good snail mail days. I either rush out to the mailbox when I hear
the mail truck scoot away, or bat my eyelashes and lazily ask of my husband
(headed
The Beautiful Beach: A Photo Essay
It is May 7, 2011 — a Saturday. We drive forty-five minutes south to Dauphin
Island. This will be the last time we will visit the Gulf of Mexico before
moving away.
It had
Take a Hike
You said take a hike so I took one,
Fording the rushing springtime rivers
Out into the Appalachians.
I crossed the Chesapeake water basin
And camped down in ghostly
Winter brown battle fields.