Saturday, June 18, 2011

"Body washed like a thief..." / Two poems out in Anemone Sidecar

A functioning memory is best. Though forgetting is often the more respectful thing. And so, "The stars think I have a job but I do not." and "Anne Sexton," little beads that they are, can appear in Anemone Sidecar, Chapter #15, sometime this next week.

Also, knowing Nashville. Also, grand, spontaneous T-storms. Also, bug's bites. Also, calls from UNKNOWN. Also, basil. Also, birthdays. Also, poems for gifts.