For the Wife Beater’s WifeWith blue irises her face is blossomed. BlueCircling to yellow, circling to brown on her cheeks.The long bone of her jaw untrackedShe hides in our kitchen.He sleeps it off next door.Her...

Winter’s last rain and a light I don’t recognize through the trees and I come back in my mind to the man who made me suck his cock when I was seven, in sunlight, between...