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Two Poems | Poetry

Two Poems | Poetry

Letting what you held slip back into the water There is an art to everything. To letting the line drag out, to the extra moment given before the hook is set. To how one learns, eventually, to watch the light and not indulge the urge to name it. Eventually I will get...
The EZ Trail | Poetry

The EZ Trail | Poetry

The EZ Trail . In the desert, it doesn’t take much for us to begin to hate each other. The 100 degrees, the lit magazine rejection, the AC clunking along like a loose chain on a bicycle. The tension rises. It falls. The red in my cheeks bloom like the sharp...
Magma | Poetry

Magma | Poetry

We kiss until my lips are swollen, vascular and pink in the rearview mirror, the Twenty Mile Bend a dark, open palm outside my windshield. We hunker inside my Camry like Eskimoes huddled in an igloo, encapsulated in our own ecosystem – humidity at our hairlines,...