Paddler Press

This Sand, This Water and Toast at a Wedding

Abbraciame

My loneliness creeps slowly ‘round The neighbors’ windowed houses and the empty gravel streets. My favorite glasses are the ones I lost The first week that this virus kept us all at home. My eyes have changed their strength. I cannot see [...]

A Small Stone

Dormant Heart

Thank you to Canadian publisher Paddler Press for publishing two poems, "Dormant Heart" and "Mosaic Puzzle".

Dance

the gift of a memory that doesn't exist

the gift of a memory that doesn’t exist nine years and two months—give or take— before i was born, my mother stands with the father of her first child in front of a powder blue retrovan (before it was retro)

i am made comfortable

i am made comfortable with a little bit of grime, dirt under the nails, though not enough to be felt. the walls turned green with sickly ivy, a dusty horizon overtop the buildings, the smell of salt in the air meaning freedom, or else escape

Dark August

Dark August after Derek Walcott August slips past without a word, bringing a faint whisper of what’s to come. The way regret settles in halfway through the inciting moment, seeping the joy out of impulse, tensing the muscles in preparation

November 11

Remembrance Day boxes bursting with poppies as we forget

Elegy for Walt Whitman's Brain & Ötzi the Iceman

Whitman’s brain / on a silver plate / dropped on the floor of the lab by some undergrad / cracked and scrambled as eggs / collapsing outward / splattered mass departing / a labyrinth scraped and swept / deposited in the trash

'Change' & 'Name Redacted'

Change - about growing up and becoming someone else Name Redacted - about the names we leave behind Pubbed Oct 22 in vol6 'Changes'