The lights go on. The cat sneaks out. You walk in and the rain on the roof feels about right. The answering machine hurls 1 after 1 your way as if you cared about the truth as much as the purely breathtaking.
My poems have appeared in six books (most recently, Wahoo Sunset, 2019) and in journals such as Court Green, Failbetter, Mudlark, and New York Quarterly.
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