Category: Poetry

Push

five hours of active labor six hard pushes three weeks early you are born   outside my body your little body is learning to hold heat but not…

Legacy Trail

Once upon a time, I threw out the script and started over. People do this every day. We imagine what’s possible and make a choice. A small colony…

An Evening

My mother was born in the days before the 228 Massacre. She never spoke directly of it during my childhood. When my own daughter was born, I started…

In the lateness of the world

One of my projects this year is to unearth my old poems. It seems fitting to kick off such an archaeological project with this longish poem that came…

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