the light in the back
of the flower shop
winter moon
Tag: moon
I pause to watch
the moon riding the clouds
the boy tugs my hand
new moon
last year’s kite
slumped in the corner
mockingbird an octave shy of the moon
Cigarette smoke
curls against
the white moon.
father-daughter talk
my fishing lure
caught in the moon
after the hurricane
only the moon
collecting stones
from the river
where I was baptized
moonlight
washes over me
moonrise
moonset
your nakedness
clear settles night on my a moon white shadow tombstone
just a flat tire
chained to a lamppost
waning autumn moon
lovers’ moon—
a cicada leaves its shell
on the fence post
moon eclipse—
he asks again
what day it is
The fountain’s too lucid
moon—just inches above
a litter of leaves.
night sky
the rusted tin roof
leaking moonlight
a sliver of moon
she asks if he really
exists
iridescence
of the dogwood leaf—
autumn moon
gleam of cattails and a high half moon
the news
no one wants…
waning moon
no moon
looking outdoors
into snowlight
back at
the pawn shop—
the moon in the window
pink moon
i am asked again
why i’m not a mother
moving through
the summer moon
slow swell
Skype—
my parents describe
the harvest moon
moonlight on aster
i take
the long way home