GASTROPODA

I’m walking in the rain when I start humming that song from Mama’s car all those years ago. We had only listened to cassette tapes then,...

In the morning, and the little ones look like eyelashes as they float down. More eyelashes should float. They say I need to forget you...

I meet a man obsessed with bones. He runs impatient fingertips over my ribcage & grabs my hip bones & kisses my teeth instead of my lips,...

entomology Figure 1. My cousin tells me about her new garden and the little commune of fuzzy spiders that lives there. How they follow...

After a day's hike, you arrive and head straight for the center, where the tiny star sits crying in a dimly lit heap. All of the other...

I saw them all–their heavenly bodies glowing above the dark gap where we lived, the open-mouthed land built by thrusts and faults and...

I remember how much I loved to read as a kid. Books took me from my solitary life as an only child and transported me to Dickens’ London,...

‘Because the world is so astonishing, the snails — to take just one of the many possible examples — are so short, and it is all too great...

An indefinite number of rats populate the world. All estimates fall in the billions, but this does not include the number of mice,...

Igneous: The way I began to love you was igneous, something molten bubbling over the cracks, into the air of me. I held it in my palms...

Lock your bicycle in the alleyway where the restaurants empty their trash. Food truck exhaust mixed with garbage smell and the pavement...

I have a friend who never uses the word “creatures.” I’m not sure I’ve heard him say “living things.” If he is speaking of humans,...

When Earth wakes up thirsty and reaches for the nightstand and can't find the glass she always sets out the night before, she'll think,...

The teacup rattles on its saucer as it crosses the space between wife and husband. The wife raises her eyebrows for a refill, then...

With a shopping basket in his hand, he stands there. He took the bus. Others around him came riding upon genetically engineered Great...

Fountains—found-tains—found, fond, An ain is what? Plain, pain, air lodged in your nose. Breath like sun-bleached spring, winter hangs on...

When one of them was 8 and the other 9, they drew horses on the printer paper one of the dads brought home from his office. Green horses,...

mountain ranges reduced to anthill craters, sprawling suburbs compressed to crop circle parking lots everything shrinks (up here) every...

Your wings murmur hymns that the dead return to life, your body’s gleaming bean robbing the rabbit’s eye. Your feet’s rancid needles rub...

In dark December, stiff January, it’s always a brisk walk to the car to start and turn the heat on, or the weekend grocery trips, the...