Poetry
Winter 1982
Scarlet Fever: 1948
Look at Baby cried my sister at the door. Night after night my poor hot potato of a head thrashed in sweats and dolors, my green face, my red eyes […]
Poetry
Winter 1982
Burlesque Night at Le Cave
Women tumble through the red duskbottoms up, and above them bluebelllights sensitive as fingerstouch a breast or ear.Here is the comic, a little old boll weevilin a terrycloth tuxedo: Man: […]
Poetry
Autumn 1980
Ross’s Eyes
That week I’d storm down corridors in my mother’s-milky gauze robe, an angel’s gown with a hot mammalian smell, and stop short at the nursery where you’d been called “small: […]
Poetry
Autumn 1980
Sauna
That winter your old babe joined the health club. In saunas, she and I sweated and stewed, and dryly sized each other up. Steam blue as gentians swirled between our […]
Poetry
Autumn 1980
Kala
FE Fl FO FUM, Dad’s home. THUMP, commando boots hit the corner. SLOP, soup’s on. Mom dumps bomb-sized meatballs on Dad’s plate. He shoves them into his food-hole. In the […]