Category: Poetry

I come from a family where the men die early, which is to say I was raised by women. My childhood...

My disappearing darling, you sail with an anchorless boat, bolting from the dockyard as soon as...

      He fell like rain on my scaled ribs; weight of night, a canopying cove....

    You walk ahead yet moonlight keeps you  in its sights.   You move...

  I hit home with a punctured tyre, and fractured femur. Now pour, honey, sparkling coffee...

The mouth is hers, thin to the left. The lips are shiny and bulbous. A small sheen shines over the...