The winter was mild by New England standards.
We stayed indoors, set the thermostat to 70, and
when the energy bill arrived—late, because, lest we
one day forget this epoch, the mail, like so much else
about our lives, was being sabotaged…

I breathe in the air that happens to make it through my screen
door and imagine what the particles contain—mist from Katmandu,
Dead Sea salt, dust of meteors, ground-up dinosaur teeth…

I’ve come to master just one magic trick— not conjuring rabbits, not sleight of hand— but to make time disappear, to stop its tick and gab, at least a moment. Yet I stand alone, on stage, unsure of when it […]