Tom looked up at the white plenum tiles of the examining room as a nurse…
When I was 24, I killed myself. I put it that bluntly because it was…
One day, she said, looking up at me while planting parsley on her little patch…
I return to the house— palms anointed by intention, to steady its posture, to lead…
A cockle hinge, a two-faced rock, speckled stones, bisected mussel shells shadowing the sky, sand-sculpted…