Poems in unpublished & forthcoming projects

Gulf Coast: “Of Fennel & Kintsugi

Cincinnati Review: “Of Mneme” and “Invocation

Granta: “Of Arcadia,” “Of Leather

Kenyon Review: Online: “Of Sparrows,” “A Heron’s Age”

Kenyon Review: “Of Exile” is on Soundcloud, though the print version isn’t online

Hunger Mountain: "Of Inheritance," "Of Names to Disguise the Dead" (reprinted on Poetry Daily, here)

Witness: “Of Kampong & Creekbank” (PDF)

Cha: An Asian Literary Journal: Two poems from “Of the Tea-Horse Road”

Little Wild Things: “Of the Bell’s Tongue

Poems from The Other World

Poetry: “[In the other world we use other words, painting]” and “ • [Whole towns like • horses turnt loose in the bardo of • …]

The Baffler: “ • [I, in – in the long ago time before time began to be…]” and “ • [In the other world,
I’m told, I was born / meant /…]

Anomaly – Queering in Plain Sight folio: “ • [We dressed our « unseemly » selves in meadow…],” “Of Glamour,” and “Of Mereism,” and “ • [In the old days and unemployed, I’d idle in the alley…]”

The Adroit Journal: “ • [In the good old days I lived « not » in a house…]” and “ • [To know a thing
is to desire it, as Esau’s hide-…]”

Ecotone: “Here let me stand. Let me too look at the fog a little…

Lambda Literary Spotlight: "Crossing the Bridge"

Poems from In the Volcano's Mouth

Missouri Review: "Would You Believe," “Ophidia” (along with a micro-essay as introduction)

Ecotone: "A Spectacular Reformation of Their Old Ways" (or via Project MUSE)

Colorado Review: “Killing

The Quotidian Bee: “How Loss Inhabits A Body” (reprinted from Ninth Letter)

Nashville Review: “Early In The Day Of The Solar Eclipse

The Paris-American: “Shortness of Breath,” “The Old Order

Poetry: “I Passed Three Girls Killing A Goat

The Baffler: "After I Die"

 

Poems from All night in the new country

Nashville Review: “Before The World Went To Hell

NEA Writer's Corner: "When I Was A Child" (reprinted by the Pittsburgh Poetry Houses project)

Verse Daily: “Elegy”

Poetry: “Long ago I heard footsteps

Killing the Buddha: “The Arrival," "Belief

 

POEMS FROM Pact-Blood, Fevergrass

DIAGRAM: “Seasons Changing"

No Tell Motel:  “My Own History of Plagues,” “Birthing,” “Ornithomancy,” “Burying” (“My Own History of Plagues” and The Hair of the Dead Still Grows in the Grave” both reprinted at the Doubleback Review)

42 opus: “Bibliomancy

Killing the Buddha: "Avernus"

Poetry:  “Brazilian Telephone (reprinted from Indiana Review)”

  

Prose

Tablet Magazine: “One Little Goat” (also titled or at least subtitled “The Life of An Animal is Contained In Its Blood,” if you ask me; nonfiction)

Fairytale Review: “Of Humankind” (fiction)

REVIEWS & INTERVIEWS, Miscellaneous Tales

"Animal Instinct Dictates Only Fear": On Miriam Bird Greenberg's In the Volcano's Mouth, reviewed by T.J. McLemore in the Kenyon Review;

Jim Piechota reviews Anybody by Ari Banias and In the Volcano's Mouth at the Bay Area Reporter;

A Thresher of Dust and Dreams in the Promised Land: Mindy Kronenberg reviews All night in the new country at Weave;

Luke A. Fidler reviews All night in the new country in TriQuarterly;

“A ‘real’ dystopic future”: An Interview with Miriam Bird Greenberg over at the Sycamore Review blog;

The Believer Readers’ Favorite Works of Poetry in 2013 listed All night in the new country as #19;

I wrote about travel and desire lines for Sarah Blake’s NPM Daily in 2013;

I had a little bit to say at the NEA Writer’s Corner that year, too.

 

Ephemera & Errata

I read from Species of Spaces while my hair did very medusa-like things in this amazing hand-drawn animation by Lisa Iglesias.

I read with inimitable badass and student of mythical beasts Donika Kelly at Malvern Books in Austin, Texas, in February 2017 and whaddyaknow, it's on YouTube. Watch me or Donika, whose book, Bestiary, you ought to know and own. 

The Poet's Bloc at the Oakland General Strike port shutdown, November 2011. We did a terrible job of documenting this (and you can't even see me--I'm the one carrying the slightly larger "America, I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel" sign, hidden in the crowd).