The Art Divas / Divas of Verse

Alone  One finger is the tundra, one finger is the Bodhisattva, one finger is mother Slovenia. Two fingers still remain, beckoning and with ...

Late September The mail truck goes down the coast Carrying a single letter. At the end of a long pier The bored seagull lifts a leg now and ...

Overpass  The road wasn’t as hazardous then, when I’d walk to the steel guardrail, lean my bendy girl body over, and stare at the cold creek...

The Bats  I share my house with a colony of bats. They live in the roof peak, enter through a gap.   At dusk they fly out, dip into inverted...

Clock with Reverse Gears   I’m ten and jumping out of the pool   onto the concrete, wet only with sweat, walking   back to the machine that ...

Chorus So who mothers the mothers who tend the hallways of mothers, the spill of mothers, the smell of mothers, who mend the eyes of mothers...

salat to define the terms of ritual                  [adhan]   A calling, a culling, a billowing minaret banner, a cigarette starter thrown ...