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One must have a mind of winter. Wallace Stevens I have only the memory of the lake now, of walking on its gelid surface, twenty below, snowclouds envelop me, impart lessons on my insignificance. The ice, two to four feet deep in...

(Prothalamion) What innocents we were, walking far from home, chunks of cheese knotted in your scarf hanging from a bamboo fishing pole. Tom Sawyer and Becky Thatcher out on a lark. Pleased, we plunged ahead, confident we knew...

Today I gained an appreciation for salad spinning, and with it, renewed awe for the work my mother dripped into every day she raised us. I use the past tense, as if she’s done, as if she’ll ever stop. Spinning the spinner, with...

Alyse tugs limes down from her neighbor’s tree, draping itself over their ten-foot fence. She uses a tool made specially for this: long rod with clawed end, the thin prongs cupping air like an open-ended whisk. The limes abound...

Fog thick like creamer Driver’s drinking warm whiskey The nuns are asleep

We watch the instructor ignite dead grass with a magnifying glass. The girl stands just behind us and talks to the air, grows her eyes when I respond. Can I show you my tunnels? She takes my hand, finally I let her lead me past...

These words are sad and fat and not yours. I cut them up with a butter knife. Jagged, distorting the paragraphs I had painted you with my mind’s watercolors. These fingers are not yours, this nimble mind is not yours. This paint...

You have five children, not three. Their names are unlisted, but they live whole and wonderful lives, entirely without you. You have nine grandchildren, not five, and a great-grandchild, actually. He was unplanned and...