Color study

"I love you so much, but go away."

You'll know it when you find it

An excerpt from my essay in SEARCH WORK.

Yellow Coat

After Naomi Shihab Nye's poem, "Yellow Glove" (which I read in high school, it has stayed with me all these years) A neighbor texted to say she likes my coat. She happened to look out her window as I passed. "Thank you," I said.

Material pulses

She was waiting for the cat to go to sleep so she could start something, or she was waiting for the cat to wake up any minute now, so she didn't start anything.  * The little jars of jam he’d brought back from all over the world, none

The new Mr.

I'm back in "the real world" as of Tuesday night.

Daylight savings

More of a postcard than a letter this week

Rock, paper, teeth

It took two weeks to make the studio mine

Choose the bigger life

"Child, where do you traipse about in the night?"

Letter from away

Sunset in Amherst, VA, today is twenty-four minutes later than in Bloomfield, NJ.

Whistle

Haircut panic.

Muster Point

Say less.

Fern (do over)

This storm is named Fern. A cat named Fern scratched Ilya once.

41

Bobina doesn't get paper cuts, or eat too many raisins (or any raisins at all), and she does not count the years or minutes or steps. She looks cute always, and never deletes later. And when the stuk-stuk-stuk of men putting in a new roof for the neighbors

Trees dam the night

We're driving home on Route 3 in Jersey. "Did you see the car without lights?" "No, where." "Exactly." You knew that car was there, you tell me, because of how the cars around it were moving. Albedo, you tell me, is the

A runner can be a rug

Sometimes I feel like a pioneer woman,

A sprig of something festive

The pomegranates

Mistakes were made, their name was midtown.

Snow day

The wind shakes the snow from the trees, the trees are a snow sifter.

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A tree grows in Belgium

In Boom, Belgium, we lived for a short time with a woman named Gusta. She lived on a narrow street, paved with bricks, or maybe it was just that the narrow brick houses were so close together that I've remembered everything as brick. The children in that town

The order of things

Throw on a hoodie and step into your boots. Go out back, break the ice in the bucket so the juncos, cardinals and squirrels can drink. Back inside, measure out the coffee beans, grind them. When the water reaches two-hundred-and-five-degrees, slowly pour it in concentric circles over the coffee. (Play

A twenty

I found a twenty on the floor and picked it up. If it had been a hundred I would have tried to find its owner. I didn't think about how I'd do that, because it wasn't a hundred, it was a twenty. A twenty

That netted out

A bike industry veteran once told me that historically, mom-and-pop shops had the best credit, because the "mom" always had stamps on her person. She could mail checks to vendors in a timely fashion. I do carry stamps on my person, or nearly s0 – they are in the

Beaver Moon

This is just to say