I buy my white daughter a black doll and she cries and she sleeps and she rides through our kitchen in a pink stroller. She takes a tiny bottle in […]

And yet, and yet, when the cold makes brittle what remains—the spent okra stalk, the few pepper plants that hang on through the first two frosts, these little gold tomatoes—when […]

The Respite A harder time is coming. The end of the respite allowed us appears on the skyline. Soon you must tie your shoelace and drive back the dogs to […]

Was it only last Sunday we were here in the hill town of Narni? And wrote our next to last poem based on postcards with images taken from space  of […]