Malibu Barbie
Long body, swimsuit, toting naught but towelMy earliest conception of this exotic localeMystique this…
A flag unfurls in the sunny sky, a promise of wealth and gloryto the young boy dreaming of belonging.
Does the war make the boy a man? Or, rather, does it make the man a boy, yearning for thewarmth of a mother’s unblemished hands?
I woke up early this morningin a quiet, still house,the family cozy in beds,snowfall soft outside,to the sound of knockingon the door of my…
My house is full of ghosts tonightI close the gate to clamp it tightI shut the blinds, keep in the light
______________________“Hey, how are you?”