Dear Mysterious Light Source,
Sure, we’d heard stories over the years that you would just appear out of the blue some random day, but we’d stopped looking up long ago amidst all the dark news that had made us so weary for so long.
August 2021
Inland: A Breakup Letter (and other poems)
Map-dot of scorn and insufferable summers,
your corrals and dead ends drove me coastal.
Bags
My challenge was to pack enough so that Mom would believe that she’d live long enough to need clothes for warmer weather, but not so much that it seemed I didn’t believe she could go back home by the summer