poetry.

 

 

- june 2018 -
"driving with lucretius"
nc literary review (print)

 

- january 2018 -
"farm nights"
nclr online

  [Finalist:  2017 James   Applewhite Poetry   Prize ]   when i walk to the barn at night i wear a headlamp  like a miner like a surgeon  and sometimes i am [ . . . ]

[Finalist: 2017 James Applewhite Poetry Prize]

when i walk to the barn at night
i wear a headlamp

like a miner
like a surgeon

and sometimes i am
[ . . . ]

 

- june 2018 -
"severance"
nc literary review (print)

 

- june 2018 -
"deciphering the oracle"
philosophical idiot

perhaps mothers of diapered babies
do this too: examine each new shit produced.

the horse was sick last week. miles
of tangled intestines stalled & stilled. stagnant.

so here i am, bending & peering into the miracle
pile he’s just made, searching for meaning

like a priest of delphi straining to interpret [...]

 

- may 2018 -
"florida fauna suburbia"
the cabinet of heed

 they don’t even hide anymore, the snakes in the ferns, draping slack & slick & blue-black across giant fingered fronds.  lizards skitter away but come right back to catch dinner. quick dart toward ants hauling a husk of grasshopper, [ . . . ]

they don’t even hide anymore,
the snakes in the ferns, draping slack & slick
& blue-black across giant fingered fronds.

lizards skitter away but come right back
to catch dinner. quick dart toward
ants hauling a husk of grasshopper,
[ . . . ]

 

- july 2016 -
"waterfall"
nc literary review (print)

  [Nomination: Pushcart Prize] [2nd Place:  2015 James Applewhite Poetry Prize ]   At five I asked my grandfather what happens to the Chesapeake when it stops there at the sky and   he told me about the giant waterfall forever tumbling off the edge of the Earth.  You’  ve never heard of it?  he asked. [ . . . ]

[Nomination: Pushcart Prize]
[2nd Place: 2015 James Applewhite Poetry Prize]

At five I asked my grandfather
what happens to the Chesapeake
when it stops there at the sky
and he told me about the giant waterfall
forever tumbling off the edge of the Earth.
You’ve never heard of it? he asked.
[ . . . ]