Tag Archives: Athens GA
40 Watt
No pity. No sighs behind her back. If she says the word out loud, it will become her. No grace period. She hums “Female Jesus” as she walks the streets alone at night—that last Athens, GA, scene still fresh. No … Continue reading
Filed under Night Poems
Long Player
Cover the Murmur railroad trestle in snow, it is still going to be there. Look up my sleeves—nothing hidden but a dusting of time on my forearm, a ring of vinyl never played around my wrist. That I like the … Continue reading
Filed under Overnight Poems
