Little Red Riding Hood
Of this world we know very little.
In my little house I know green
stags leap over me when I sleep.
I sometimes feel like I have to pull from different parts of myself when I write an essay or a poem.
The daughters wake for the first time on his front porch and he will never know where they come from.
I feel that he enjoys being a bystander while he is struggling. That suggests how I can live in this monstrous world playfully.
What can the unfortunate insect do
if it is found wanting in weight?
A pill-bug rolls into a bead of silent news.
The fish soon realize that human thought dances across the wire, and they seek to destroy it out of fear—humans and fish, after all, share a long history of nets and hooks.
The boy did not know when he ate the seeds that out from his belly button would grow a vine. He decided to show his mother who was busy with his winged sister.
In Ancient Greece, it was women’s responsibility to grieve. They lead the prothesis, chanting funeral dirges and pulling at their hair.