France

Rapture

 

Rose petal lips breathe life back into me,
so consumed by thorns that prickle and poke; snug
a second skin that cocoons your light—
your glow,
it pours out … Read more

Smile

I was amazed, stunned, stupefied

To see her at last, hanging there.

But: so small, so puny when I was

Expecting something immense, larger-

Than-life, fit for her worldwide

Reputation, … Read more

Night Light

Constructed cream
embedded with cutlery
missing plates,
indigo Lincoln
rumbling toward me,

landline phone
with a large black
switch, a beret
& teeth to pitch
me awake

into a curtained … Read more

To Be Continued

The news came before I’d entered the first letter
in Wordle; before my first cup of tea, harvested
by the hands of a single mother, praying for a better
life … Read more