Publications

A boy with a long stick whacks the air.
What demon does he strike?

Down from Bob Ovitt’s place, two sisters linger
at their clothesline to watch as the farmer’s two hundred
eighty-pound body is hoisted into a flatbed and then
driven in a scrawl of dust around the bend.

Just published in Poemeleon a journal for poetry. Part of the museum and poetry compilations called “The Plague Papers.” You can read it here: https://poemeleon.me/van-goghs-the-potato-eaters-dianne-mackinnon-henning

In the beginning there was promise.
We lived together in harmony,

Published in: Naugatuck River Review contest issue winter/spring 2019 – issue 21 When the black bearskin hung from the treelike a rug drying on the clothesline, the hunter recounted how he started an incision,cut upward to the head, stopped at the mouth’s corners. From the rear pawsI cut to the elbow, crossed to the chest…

A rooster crowed at the first
strike of light, awaking the stone
child who held her own

If you stare at something long enough
it assumes a life all its own.
Even the wind carries a child in a rucksack.
The child’s name could be Leaf,

https://www.sukoonmag.com/responsive/wp-content/uploads/Sukoon-Mag-Issue-9-W-2018.pdf Mother once told me my wakefulness tookup an entire floor—that’s why I house myself in the woods. Allthe tree knows of cover is moss. All the child in Aleppo knows of cover is run. I can’treconcile what’s happening in the world. Night leavens its darkness, buriedin hypocrisy and vile politicians. There’s a fogcatcher in…