If God is
thine god
let my country
be mine
I don’t
want
to
invade
anywhere
you don’t belong
if hunger be
a gift let it eat
my own heart
right through
the wrapping
(originally published in Delta Poetry Review, Summer 2025)
argument
It’s Getting Cold
Tongue
mouth sculpture in a gunpoint ell
little gunshot clicks and pops that
wound
when
wielded
well
(originally published in S/WORD – Issue #5)