Poems
Palliative - Action, Spectacle 2024
Another Kind of Migration - The Normal School 2023
Vinyl Records - The Normal School 2023
Patterns of Disruption - La Piccioletta Barca - 2022
Seafaring - The Potomac Review - 2020
A Young Girl Considers the Unknown – Barrelhouse – 2019
Inter-Species – Pinch Journal – 2019
Spinning Wheel – Pinch Journal – 2019
Hide and Seek – Broad Street – 2019
Calving – Bluestem – 2018
The Feast Is Almost Over – Zone 3 – November, 2018
Pilgrimage – Zone 3 – November, 2018
Hover Between – Zone 3 – November, 2018
My Machu Picchu – The Delmarva Review – November, 2017
My Commander – The Delmarva Review – November, 2017
When the Earth Almost Died – The Delmarva Review – November, 2017
Invisible Energy Field – Bird’s Thumb – October, 2017
Epoch, a Division of Time – Apeiron Review – September, 2017
To Spin in Separate Orbits – Rogue Agent – July, 2017
Non-poisonous – Flagler Review – Summer Edition, 2017
Cinder – Flagler Review – Summer Edition, 2017
In the Asteroid Belt – Columbia Journal – April, 2016
Iconic Fossils – Columbia Journal – April, 2016
Goodbye Charlie – Runner-up 2013 Editors’ Prize, Spoon River Poetry Review
from The Hush Before the Animals Attack
High Wire
I have studied the vertical expanse of water table to ground surface. The distance depends on the surrounding hills, valleys, and rainfall. But the space between elms depends on winged seeds. At times, I walk alongside of a man. At times, I walk the high wire. Purple is stronger and softer than the inside of a coffin. Purple is the toetip of the tightrope walker. The only balanced color in the universe. Year’s ago, I saw an elephant lady in a seedy circus. People came to see her fat thighs, her many folds. “May I show my breasts?” she asked the man in charge. “Absolutely not.” Late night, on the New York subway, a boy’s mitten wanders. A stranger’s arm, moved by steel vibrations, transplants, unaware, a pleasant shift in me.
