Prayer for Winter’s Passing

Prayer for Winter’s PassingI am all asun­derand have no way to put­my­self back togeth­erthere is no name sewn care­ful­ly­on the front of my shirt­no but­tons eithermy pants creep away from my socksmy socks have new holes in the toes­my morn­ing has drifted­away from its moor­ingsas my day creeps away from its morningif only I could … 

Lost Girl Sonnet

Lost Girl SonnetMuscles jos­tle against waterlilies.A scab can cov­er a wound for a punc­tu­at­ed year.I am like this some­times— A cat lick­ing chick­en juice out of the bot­tom of the sink.The thing about the past is that the phone always picks up.Random facts nev­er come to mind when you need a ran­dom fact.Of all the …