The Fifth Anniversary
The Fifth Anniversary After the guests leave and taillights fade, the unspoken hostility stays in the room, grown toolarge for the two of us. You insisted on the fifth-anniversary party… Read more »
The Fifth Anniversary After the guests leave and taillights fade, the unspoken hostility stays in the room, grown toolarge for the two of us. You insisted on the fifth-anniversary party… Read more »
A cup of water at a rolling boil, a teaspoon of Assam tea leaves, lower the heat, add some milk to temper the theine. No instants for me. Not for… Read more »
Morning, I watch from my chair by the window. A fork-tailed swallow flies with mud it deposits in the far nook of the porch. Its mate brings dried grass and… Read more »
Ammi bared wrists of green glass bangles Yanked gold earrings from reddened lobes Slumped sideways like a burlap sack of rice A wail tearing through courtyards and corners Uncles, aunts… Read more »
Newly married, in Ohio, we used to take long, cold morning walks, looping through the suburban neighborhood to the wooded trail across the street. I’d forget my hat and gloves,… Read more »
This poem was published in Fairfield Scribes Issue 9. An Hour at Night When I’m not an exhausted housekeeperNot an acquiescent wife. Not a meticulous mother.Not a steadfast sister. Sixty… Read more »
In the mailbox, I find a couple’s pass to Sky Lantern Festival, the annual May event that brings in couples from near and far—a zest to the small-town languor like… Read more »