Bill Kimzey

In the February 1, 2010,  The New Yorker , Meghan O'Rourke asks if there is a better way to be bereaved.   O'Rourke frames her piec...

  please do not reply a month ago a glint now two thirds my leaves bagged or blown a four inch fluke muffled by the basement door plsdonotre...

Hipster Joint The Blue Plate Special lacks appeal. Her night time cleaves like marbled muscle. A toque folds whites in pecan batter...

Heel Desperate to not offend, nor go too far. Desperate for another chance—for another weekend at the park.  I tug against the le...

Against the White Sox in Their First World Series Kali barks Mine! at the lazy, lolling spilling cardinal maple leaf.             Jac...

Without Urging - after Jack Gilbert’s Music is the Memory of What Never Happened Your best move this weekend was slipping your red T-sh...

Biting Orange I pushed a thumb into the rind. Its bitter tear stung my eye. I didn’t like the work an orange required. The seeds, the s...