FROM THE FILM “THE RED SHOES” He wonders after her, the performance of her absence, present. Wrinkled air, light as a drinking glass anticipating water, mixed conversation, the residue of how her red shoes explained her.
RECONSTRUCTING SLEEP If he wonders, it is sleep. Night, brass stars, the quiet pounding of traffic somewhere. Imagines how she might sleep, her hands having danced all day, talk quietly. Constructs what meaning feels, tries to find where she might, how to right a frayed knot.
THE HOUSE SLEEPS Night lightens its embrace of windows as first light tinsels the last stars. Her dark hair, free to her shoulders, pauses. The house exhales and is gentle at her. He sleeps, rumpled and dream sodden. Wanting what the other knows. The light is always burned out even by morning. What he would and what he can duel over his coffee. He remembers her brevity against him, the wind unable to swim between them, knowing whatever might happen already had.
I was born in Chicago, and grew up in Ohio, Michigan, Connecticut, North Carolina and New Hampshire. I graduated from University of North Carolina in Charlotte with a B.A. in English and after completing my MFA in Writing at Vermont College of Fine Arts, moved to Massachusetts, and became very involved in the Boston area poetry community. Books: Making Up The World (Editions Dedicaces, 2018), God Box (Clare Songbird Publishing, 2019), A Name for Everything (Cervena Barva Press, 2020), Lowercase God (forthcoming, Unsolicited Press, 2022). Chapbooks: The Memory of Stars, (Sticks Press, 1995, I Was I, Drowning Knee Deep, an online chapbook, (Sticks Press, 2007), Memoir as Conversation (Unsolicited Press, 2019), A Library of Things (Origami Poetry Project, 2020), Small Poems (Origami Poetry Project, 2021)
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