In Exchange

In Exchange

by | Sep 26, 2020 | Poems

for seven medium-sized chickens, a promise of clear skies, a rich husband and a fertile womb, what wonder have I bartered? And what of these unseasoned tragedies of mine, are they without sponsor? Did I subsidize my own agony, floating, entranced in that old sea,...
Coriander Seeds

Coriander Seeds

by | Sep 26, 2020 | Poems

An eighth of my care for you is due to that copper smile, and the vague aroma of coriander under your fingernails, and this glance you drop in my lap, which I must nurse, of course. I forget the other seven eighths; but if pressed, I might say: you stayed. Alexis...