Well past midnight
Her book topples from her hand, lands on the floor, open. Outside, centuries of stars, muted by street lamps, a crescent moon. Cicadas shrill, go still, then shrill. [...]
Her book topples from her hand, lands on the floor, open. Outside, centuries of stars, muted by street lamps, a crescent moon. Cicadas shrill, go still, then shrill. [...]
Not in your mother tongue, diction quick and soft and hushed, not Kalahari style with plosive clicks, or in a guttural throat purr. Even the sibilant whisper, the [...]
She was on her knees straddling him, her loose hair cresting over his chest. It felt like he’d always crooned slightly off key in her ear, as he [...]
Outside my window, the you-you-you of mourning doves and I wake, bewildered. The redwoods hold each other up below the soil, intertwined. On your side of the bed [...]
Mutable as a cloud sculpted by wind, I didn’t understand the boundaries of skin. Then the heat of your hands, a cradle for my cheeks, fingertips at my [...]
Ours is a fractured romance. We appearto each other in so many disguises.You stumble on the beach and presto,we’re two French soldiers in a trench touching fingers in a [...]