after dinner I wash the dishes because..once you asked a lover if he knew what it meant to wash dishesand he laughed in your face as he held my hand but I remember thinking it odd the way you saidwhat it meant rather than how to.. scrub the resentment clean in warm waterwhen he stacks the plates … More After Dinner

In the dusty sun of morningyou told me once to listenalwaysto that inner, belly-soft part that never lies. My intuition, you said, was strongso my heart expanded, with the unsolicited praiseenough to lift me from the arid patch of sunlight in which I satwatching you speak. Consumed with giddinessI did not see the warning in your … More Intuition