Bromley-Vogel poem BETTER LEAD

When My Father Died

my mother built over me a worry
big as a hangar the concrete floors oceanic
but I mopped them every morning slick and lit
like sweat on a palm I …


Vietnam veteran Charles Palmer pays his respects at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial on Veterans Day, Wednesday, Nov. 11, 2015, in Philadelphia. (AP Photo/Matt Rourke)

Why We Need to Name the Dead

Almost 3,000 migrants have drowned this year trying to cross the Mediterranean Sea from Africa to Europe. Many of their bodies have washed ashore without names. These are bodies of …


Exits Poem Photo

Exits

I saw a woman decaying on the street.
Not waiting for her light. Not looking, not caring and
No one hit her.

Later
I saw a woman with anger crusted
In …


Vogelsang poem ART

Stuffed Lines

When dead (when you’re dead), jealousy feels six times worse, otherwise everything is the
Same deal. Back in life, they put my intimate, personal letters in the second-best collection …