September 2016

We said hello thirty-three ways. We showed you the stars around us.
We laughed. We gave coordinates, broke ourselves down […]

I died when you retired
the guitar solo. I died before

reading a nutrition label,
before lowering expectations, […]

Except as the engine,
the absence

of lace, puddling
below the window. […]

I can’t even watch Glory all the way through. Skip the scene where Denzel is whipped—can’t remember it’s not actually Denzel, not his scars on his back, the beauty of make-up. […]

and I begin again: I am many persons.

and I multiply each crown by the strength of my patience. […]