francine j. harris Q&A on reading poems aloud when she writes
francine j. harris talks about reading poems aloud as she writes.
francine j. harris
francine j. harris Q&A on her poem, “escape”
francine j. harris talks about the genesis of her poem, “escape (after Michael Jackson and for Blair).”
francine j. harris Q&A talks about Fishouse
francine j. harris Q&A talks about what she finds most attractive and interesting about Fishouse.
escape (after Michael Jackson and for Blair)
The dead Michael has a new album. I could listen with the dead you. You and me we could dead snap to the dead Michael. I get why it’s sparkly. The first song music is back to the old Michael. I wonder what old you the dead you would release when you were old and […]
afterwards the boys stand in the kitchen.
they all drink beer and adjust themselves. they all sip swig and make jokes. inside they all adjust themselves and some stay naked. afterwards […]
the day after 12 Years a Slave
I make a stew. While one side of the landlord’s futon gives out, the other rests on one bolt. It all tips sideways and then the mailman’s […]
enough food and a mom
The dad. body has just enough gravy on his plate to sop up one piece of bread. So, enough for one supper, says the mom. She comes back to him, says don’t argue with mom, you’re a ghost. There’s enough water around to drown a cob in its husk. in a dad. He puts up […]
tatterdemalion
I am sad when I hear the first cupped moan of a woman. It is usually from behind a wall. It is usually in the quiet. It is usually not dark enough. It is as if it were resisting light. as if a rhizome, first coming through the soil. If you needed this space, I […]