Poet Laundry

  You understood nothing except the piece of yourself you tore out of us and tossed at the fault line beating like a heart. ...

  They say there’s much you can do with stale bread.   Panzanella, bruschetta, crostini. Croutons, bread pudding.   How like s...

  The whip snake came looking for black-throated sparrows in the cholla, twisting her braided scales around the palo verdes and ...