Poetry
Fall 2009
The Fox
The fox didn't know it was tame. I fed the fox; I provided the environment. Just don't hurt the cats, I warned. The fox was unaware it was tame. It […]
Poetry
Fall 2009
The Perennials
Underneath is planetary dark, a stupor of languid tubers, heedless, lax, careless, irreligious—interrupted again by light, followed by a series of disappointments. Oh give up with your amnesia of springtime. […]