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I’m discouraged by the way my daughter treats me as if somehow, I deprived her of what she needs, denied her the complete expression of one of her gifts, gave her the wrong look when she was vulnerable, the reason I’m now a...

I’m here to grow, I think, the words a vague promise told to keep children in line until they learn a new fable. What have I made? I ask, looking at the yard. How have I progressed? What have I inflated into, and if I’m...

By the time I got back, he had lined up words on the window still, sideways, as if they were books in a library. If I wished to understand what he wanted to say, I had to read them one at a time in reverse chronological order....

Still life defined By absence— Not an auspicious start For any affair. Where will this lack Of circumscription end? Why should it stop At the brunt edges of frame? What else is missing From the other versions Of reality we...

On our way from carrying A load of winter-sprung rocks To the hedgerow, We check the bluebird boxes. For lack of measuring tape or string, We break pieces of dry grass To measure the dimensions Of one box in need of a new...