poetry
First off, congratulations on your collection The Sleeve Waves winning the Felix Pollak poetry prize.
My best friend’s grandmothersurvived the holocaust.Lived in a tiny roomoff of the kitchenate like a birdyet wanted to be near food.Others in the houseslept in huge bedrooms
Your newest collection of prose poems references the classics—classic video games, that is.
Draw a line to five, when Frank Bitsueis hauling water from the well then counthis living grandchildren and divide themby the ones who chased sheep into the rain.Subract the crash. Add summers and sleep of
I guess you didn't get my letter, since youdied before I put it in the mail.But maybe that's OK—I mean, whatwas left to say anyway? Confession (I neverenjoyed hunting, or peeing in public)?
In cold darkness calling from tree to treeLaughing at our foolish dreamsCrooning love in a long lost keyFeathers at once oil slick and tricksterSwitchblade beaks
Born in an Illinois barn,
that two-headed calf
became a coin Frank flipped
through World War Two,
judging heaven from
a foxhole. “God loves evil…
Not looking up at
those lugubrious geese who
knows if they looked
Perhaps someone saw
their underglow there riding
in sight of twilight
This kind of light holds
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