Elegy
8 January 2007
Vol. 6, No. 4
poetry, elegy
I forgive you as I have forgiven many things,
lyrics for those dolorous blues we played, those women,
America's loneliest state.
Rehab
2 December 2004
Vol. 4, No. 4
poetry
The summer we tried to kill ourselves it was humid.
The summer the floods came.
We ran headfirst into the water, and when that didn't work…
Love Glazes Streets and Makes the Trees Glisten
2 March 2004
Vol. 4, No. 1
poetry
What breaks is threatening.
Even the cat with its small growl
backs away…
