At night, by marriage:
Here is how I control my heart: I string each thought one behind the next, like beads.
I wear the answers I am waiting to give. The jewelry becomes heavy as soil.
My long blink is a scream & a yes. There are things I have to say, but they do not yet know the questions they must ask. & a blink is no word; if they misunderstand—
A heart is just soil. Ask anyone. A heartbeat is a blink. A long blink is a scream. A longer blink is sleep. All night I am screaming.
|2014-11-10||“Mike” Test||Tyler Mills|
|2010-09-08||[without a listener]||Maxine Chernoff|
|2009-06-11||[white spring]||Lisa Olstein|
|2011-03-24||[white paper #28]||Martha Collins|
|2011-09-01||[Untitled]||J. Michael Martinez|
|2012-05-13||[Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome]||Christina Rossetti|
|2010-08-02||[Snow White]||Lightsey Darst|
|2009-04-24||[In Colorado, In Oregon, upon]||Joshua Beckman|
|2013-08-23||[I'm not with my]||Joshua Beckman|
|2011-10-19||[I Failed Him and He Failed Me]||Katie Ford|