Solid Quarter

 Stanzas The park disappeared. The world went dark. She was a black woman, still young and undoubtedly beautiful, sitting on a park ...

Stanza 3: gods, ghosts, visitations                    but fuck         Susannah Dean               all at once the world seemed v...

Stanza 2: 3-5 this is delicate work the door: greedy, stubborn, self involved Does thee understand? bone residue: powdery spoke brie...

Stanza 2 Susannah mostly slept, still impossibly distant, raw no word of apology could be enough river's breath, an unkept promi...

Stanza 1: 1-3 Aye? One of the Beams? Is that what ye call it? Ye ask of kaven? The Sharing? How many of the Beams are there? Will...

Stanza 1.2: Dearheart,            she herself, a possessed sigul/ her cottage: Old Magic (intuition), you felt her true, groping sanit...

Stanza 1 Cave of Voices a question, lightly penciled on the flyleaf if you believed a work of fiction magic/ dusty sleep. not long aft...

"a hassled, thieving life"   -A. Notley, Benediction the universe a vast crematorium firing under the skin peel back blackene...

"Desire is the essence of a man, that is, the endeavor whereby a man endeavors to persist in his own body"   -Spinoza desire in...

4.3.14 by the taste on my lips: this treaty we met splintering before even made whole this nothing carries me like a bi of skin the losing...

4.15.12-4.16.12 (Brooklyn, New York) "He maps himself in it it? How? In so far as he isolates the function of the mask and plays wit...

I have a new collection coming out this month from Lavender Ink .  Available for ordering now online:  I'll be at AWP this ...

the doll itself is a great empty wanting to be played with any man who transgresses sexes her what you begin unbuckling expectation ...

be stark in the world in which all that heart breaking brightness will crack               -RBD, draft 96: Vel...

I started keeping a journal shortly after my husband of 10 years moved out in February of 2013. I wanted him to go, was surprised he agreed ...

To Spook the Crows for Tracey McTague caught glistening amid this blown down living: glints of shade   ...

I've decided to begin writing here again after this extremely tumultuous last year of my life. Sometimes I forget what being a poet mean...

“babygirl got options, right?” –Azealia Banks “In the pornographic scene, there is nothing for me to say” –Lu...

heart's a little lonely hunter a gnawing keeps it edged do you believe eternal monstering pirate down all ships a sinking: can I be ...