one cicada becoming another deep summer
one cicada becoming another deep summer
year finally over
I scrub a ring
from the tub
end of the
corporate ladder
autumn thistle
spring hail …
the moment I chose
to live
(Previously published in Mu, 2012)
deep in debt
I answer the phone
as my son
our marriage
or what’s left of it . . .
fireflies
cold moon . . .
my mother goes
to voicemail