Our Lady of Eggplant
byDame of the Raging Apple,grant us flavored flesh, oily epiphanies, we moan the globed heft in our palms, in your shiny purple cloak, Empress of Solanum melongena,…
Poetry
Gemini Baby
byI look for a dark line rising up from my pelvis to my breasts,for any sign of you holier than the swelling. Not the…
I might have been a botanist
byif they had let me stay insidethe elementary school biology class,if I had not been sent to the chapel to kneel when my parents…
January Silences
byFurthermore there are degrees of silence. There is a silence in the beauty of the universe which is like a noise when compared with…
God as a Field of Mule’s Ears Daisies in Colorado
byYellow faces brayingkick the anatomyof day open.Startled green, thick leaves pricklike ears of a stubborn animal. There will never be a worda flower can…
The Territory Now Covered
byThe territory now covered by Erving was settled about 1801, by Col.Asaph White, of Heath, who built a log house in the wilderness. A…
Heroin Ghazal
byGrowth has lifted the county that buried sunflower seedsdeep into the flesh of every body, buried, sprouting seeds uncurling green as a smile, and…
God’s Silence
byAfter a long time, we spoke in the same tongue. Should I move on, I asked God and God replied, You do not seem…
Mandala
byI am glued to the interior of my thoughts. A shredded ballerina figurine dipped in gold. Trees, water, sky. Autumn. Spring. Autumn. Outside, reality…
Two Poems
by[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]The Horse Chestnut Is About To Go Extinct in Europe. In North America, we’ve already lost half of our bird population. The meadowlark, I’ve…