KINDERGARTEN PORTRAIT OF MY MOTHER AT MARDI GRAS (Chris Tusa Poems)
She looks rather pathetic, really, leaning against the black air, the three mangled fingers of her left hand clutching a ...
She looks rather pathetic, really, leaning against the black air, the three mangled fingers of her left hand clutching a ...
after Susan Thomas Truth is, my life was no fairytale, that afternoon, I lay, a smiling corpse under a glass ...
Maybe it's Emphysema, a shiny black jewel of phlegm humming like a clump of bees in my chest. Perhaps a ...
after Sue Owen Born from flour anointed with oil, from a roux dark and mean as a horse's breath, you ...
Marie Laveau, a colored woman who eventually became known as the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, often used her knowledge ...
My grandmother's teeth stare at her from a mason jar on the nightstand. The radio turns itself on, sunlight crawls ...
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