Things My Father Knew in Winter
He says, it was near midnight, a cargo run/on second shift--from Indy to some hamlet flung
Crossing in Miller (1889)
"a man stands, balancing, // one foot on one line and the other on another, touching the pulse / of two emergent powers"
Opèksipu Catches Sun Before it Flows Beneath the Washington Street Bridge
"home is built upon the scaffolding / of a hundred thousand stories..."
Today I Laid a Crayfish at Your Grave
"I kneeled at the stump where we laid the Ford agate,/Made up spells and secrets..."
Anatomy
"Detroit be a Twilight Zone//...be the last thing standing between us and dirt"