I never knew what total darkness was until the night of the hurricane with windows boarded up Sadness comes in small increments In the terrorist’s apartment eggshells and onion skins were all that remained How to describe music to a deaf person? Cobblestones mark the spot where the Berlin Wall used to be In the […]

I watch the stitched-together snippets of home movies. Imagine my aunt’s red hair. Imagine her infectious giggle and the grunts of my uncle—the one whose hair is parted in the middle. Imagine the thuds from arrows smacking the target on the lawn, and the chattering of children in paper party hats. Here is properly corseted […]