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1.  "I shall not pass this way again."  --William Penn 2.  A child in white.  A tug on the foot. 3. Boots in the mud, then a b...

by Joanna Penn Cooper and Todd Colby Peacock Crossing We have no photographic evidence of our time together, save that one picture of ...

(a collaboration with Todd Colby)   Which world are you staining? It appears blurry. In your frenzy to avoid kitsch, you've render...

"Elephant" is one of the words my 21 month-old son says.  It is also the subject of this poem from my chapbook Crown .  (The ...

Early in our relationship, my college boyfriend Jason compared his affection for me to the last can of gasoline in a Mad Max-like world. ...

1.  I'm not sure I can be attractive enough to distract you from mortality on a daily basis.  Maybe in a series of carefully selected a...

Wow, it's already the 14th.  Oh, man.  Here are five things: 1.  I missed the super moon because right after I put on my shoes to g...

At the playground, E. became fascinated with a little girl whose mother was selling snow cones, and the girl and I chatted briefly while the...

"I would like to be inside the lights of these peoples' houses (with our ancient nostalgia for fire) but not inside these live...

Somehow I missed a day in my August posts.  Oh, well. Here's an observation for today:  I had to go to a doctor's appointment on 5...

Photo from tvguide.com My observation for 8/5:  Going to the Barnes and Noble at Union Square always reminds me of the time I saw Brig...

photo by Joe Pan I get the baby to sleep and rush to the reading. At first I get into a car I think is the car I called, and the man ...

Last night, I had a dream that my friend Anna and I were going to explore some catacombs somewhere in France.  No one knew what was down...

1.  I received these gorgeous books by Pattie McCarthy in the mail.  The photo isn't great, but trust me.  Gorgeous. 2.  I saw two ...

I thought I would try to post something on my blog every day in August as a way of paying attention (and, perhaps, of trying to get some...

(a collaboration with Todd Colby)  Here amid the burned papers and empty cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon, a mere schedule conflict makes us...

(a collaboration with Todd Colby ) I can't feel my fingers when the water gets cold, I'm soaking in it. As instructive as a grack...

(collaboration with Todd Colby)  We always knew you'd wind up the captain of a slew of banana boats.  Perhaps it ...

My new book of poems from Noctuary Press, What Is a Domicile , is now available from Small Press Distribution . Below is a sample poem from ...

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