Tanka for Grandfather


I cling to perhaps
this life’s one memory;
the calm of the sea,

flying fish, mahi. The sweet 
musk of your cigar.

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DAD

I figure my heart
will cease breaking when we learn
to be less alike.

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Hannah and Her Sisters

Vicariously
I gloat at each new photo,
failing to capture

a moment’s extreme 
beauty in your life; I need 
your breath-stealing hug.

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Charleston, SC. St. Michael’s Church where my grandparents are buried. Also, I’m definitely standing on someone as I drink tepid water from the fountain/”memorial?”

Charleston, SC. St. Michael’s Church where my grandparents are buried. Also, I’m definitely standing on someone as I drink tepid water from the fountain/”memorial?”

Asheville creepin’. Dem eyes doe: Jaundiced and bloodshot. Mmmhmm…

Asheville creepin’. Dem eyes doe: Jaundiced and bloodshot. Mmmhmm…

Chorizo

What’s that spice you keep
so close to your heart? I crave 
your sweet, slipping heat.

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Water Bottle Haiku

I left you; for hours
expanding and contracting-
condensation talks. 

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Snifter of Wine

North Carolina

grapes hit the palate harder

than their digestion.

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Petition for Susie-Q to Join Facebook

Mother, I promise
to call at least once a week
if you can promise

to acquire a Face-
book and dance in our circus;
almost like living.

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