2019 Jack Grapes Poetry Prize finalist selected by judge Tanya Ko Hong While reading this poem, I thought of Edward Hopper’s painting, “NightHawks.” Somewhat dry, subtle, and telling, like reporting on “what it is” while ...
Let Me Die Like a Dog In place of her usual five o’clock supper without any whining despite the pain surrounded by those she knew and loved her still, the perfect dog inhabiting a less-than-perfect ...
Photograph of My Father I should set up some sort of shrine for these Bouquets of time. –Baron Wormser He’s naked, except for swimming trunks. Standing in a foot ...