Ancient Grains and Other Poems

By Robert Beveridge Ancient Grains Tra, tra, tra, it’s in the pretext, in the mines, in the hallway that extends every time you kiss the hem of the alienist’s patchwork suit. The meme replicates in the medulla, the batteries poke their heads out of the sand, the wormwood’s in the rice again, pa, chase it … Continue reading Ancient Grains and Other Poems


By Robert Beveridge   Wrapped in each other's arms we each whispered “I don't want to leave you” at the same time so now, twenty-four hours and three hundred miles later I stare at the picture you pressed into my hand and try to believe you're here beside me on the couch as I write … Continue reading Yesterday