Tag: poetry


  • I feel like I should have posted more this week. I know I wanted to write another Immodesty Rail post, and I wanted to tell you about the author readings and book signings I’ve been to this last month (Lorin Stein, Mary Oliver, Billy Collins). But it’s been an exhausting week, and some people took…

  • I’m pushing through today on ibuprofen and weak coffee Trying not to register spring’s appearance this morning for fear of feeling the life-beat vibrating outdoors. The sunlight shifted yesterday, and the sky removed her dressing gown If I ignore it, it never happened. I didn’t notice the smallness of your kiss, the withdrawing of your…

  • coffee

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    i remember learning to use a coffee maker for the first time in oakland, when the sunrise was molten on the edges of the hills and turned the kitchen floor into sun-puddles and bacon was a special breakfast my grandmother let me stand on tip-toe and pour the water in it was cold through the…