Diving. Love Letters. Today. I came to explore the wreck./ The words are purposes./ The words are maps./ I came to see the damage that was done/ and the treasures that prevail. From “Diving into the Wreck” — Adrienne Rich Dear Writer...

Unloading. Trying. Learning. Holding. EXERCISE 216: UNLOAD THE DISHWASHER AND every feature Describe every feature of your hand as you put away a knife. I used a knife to cut an orange. Before the I put the knife away, my entire hand gr...

Fuchsia funnels. Remembering. Ada Limón. More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out/ of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s/ almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving/ their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate/ sky of Spri...

The Impossible OpeningThere is a historical brick factory across the street from my house. In front of the factory (now a renovated art gallery/house) there is a worn, uneven path made from bricks crafted of Georgia clay.In walking toward the trail t...