Scything Grace

Experimental in outlook, yet gritty and streetwise, the collection renders stories of loss and redemption as especially evocative and unforgettable.

In the Air, a DoorPoem Not Titled Elegy in my Other Windowed RoomIn Another CityStenographer of the DamnedAgainst GriefAn Arrival Like An AxelNo ForwardingMyrrhThe Literacy of LongingLovers like StencilsSonogramLaboredConfessional PoemTell Me What Music You Are Most Afraid Of Now That You Are HereDrugs in Perfect JarsWho Has Not Asked, StayThe Hour Without Changing Is a Long AfterHalf Past 3 A.M.Daily Architecture Without HesitationElegy from Another CityI Am a FortyAll Beautiful Things Mourn You Who Stood AloneWe Are So IllegalThe Ongoing Elegy to EverythingAs If Two Parts of the Same HingeOde to Nobody You KnowWithout Meaning ToPoem Written in the Margin of an EclipseCanning Sardines (Slavic Grandma Holds the First Sky Over the NextAfter SzymborskaUntranslatable Autobiography or Employment Application That Ends in BirdsLate Summer Furious SongOrphanedCody, Can You Recall The Topography Against This LightScything GraceTriptych from the Dictionary of Dead LettersYour Voice is a Right Cross