(About) the Heroine
Every book needs a heroine. The chapters of
history would yellow and crack without them.
Western border towns would shiver in their
river bottoms and not know why. Eastern
skies would empty their pockets of blue.
Librarians believe in heroines. They know why
heroines catching your stare, stare right back
and invite you in. Dreams are more memorable
with heroines. As are laundry rooms, Bimini tops
and just around the corner.
Heroines have vices. Seductive charms.
Whiskey. Many of them wear shirts with
snaps and familiar patterns. They are not
afraid to cry uncontrollably in the middle of
dinner. With or without wasabi.
we’ve called ourselves names
in high school.
and vehicles thought
to measure worth.
have we fallen into
or out of
interested in new and
double-roll, special edition limited-time
now 30% more
minus rebate in
hand-written envelopes personally addressed to herself or
She did not even want
The gift I meant to send
are never coming back.
you are slipping through
the shadows. Like
hexagons, you turn
divide and turn,
the harvest honeycombs?
…the end-of-Summer sweet?
You are never
The gift I meant to send.
Darkest dawn of
of angels caught
of bones from those
held too deep.
Spellbound by trees
No separation left, no