After a Rain

After a Rain

      For Nathan Horowitz It’s been raining all day, and now I’m tired. I want to brush my teeth and stretch beneath Dry, smooth sheets. The dog is sleeping On his back on the couch I bought on sale At Costco—an ugly, off-white color with nibs That scratch at any...
When We First Met

When We First Met

When we first met, there was a café Down the block from your building where I’d Wait for you, drink coffee, then drink more, And try to understand what love meant, What we wanted when we kissed and held Each other beneath the quilt in your Bedroom, the light from the...
Columbus Avenue

Columbus Avenue

I don’t know why I didn’t recognize it Sooner, that vague shape made up of All the lives I could have had and Didn’t choose and the one I did choose— All asking for me to remember them. In Manhattan, there were sidewalks Where I passed couples having lunch In the old...
Getting Away

Getting Away

The Long Trail up Vermont was all Tree roots and mud. I had a raincoat, A monk’s cowl made from plastic The color of bricks. It covered Everything, my backpack, legs, Hair soaked with sweat, windblown Rain. I was carrying too much weight. The cans of tuna went first,...
A Poem About Silence

A Poem About Silence

Tonight, we spoke on the phone.  We’d both Gotten flu shots and were waiting to See if we were going to feel sick. Some years, you’d sleep for ten hours straight. Others, nothing would happen.  Tonight, I’ll go to bed early, listen to Leaves falling on the roof, the...
Graffiti

Graffiti

The Romans left it in Egypt, the Americans in Italy, Tagging stone walls or the side of a tomb. There Must be a need to leave your name displayed Prominently, so that it’s still there when you’re not— A few letters, symbols, a design, something To stand for a body...

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