Monthly Archives: March 2015

Visiting the Poet

— for Chris Msosa I can see you, running, like a young Bateleur, dust plumed behind your pounding feet before settling back into the ground as if you had never passed by. Your eyes are copper pennies, your breath bursting … Continue reading

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Stay Tuned

My childhood was one of flight and narrow escapes. By the time I was five, my original father had signed over his parental rights to me. I was a rusted heap on blocks in the yard, and he handed the … Continue reading

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Give Red Riding Hood the Ax

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about fairy tales. I was a big fan of those Grimm boys growing up – I’ve always had a taste for the macabre and tragic – and, as an adult, was delighted to discover … Continue reading

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