The stench of grief, loss and shock are everywhere permeating the area with smells of red tide and salt waterthat had crept into places that...

I live my signifying, unrhymed, in St. Petersburg, but I am writing this scrambled treatise in Tallahassee, the tall hassle of paradise, the state...

Ambition My ambition is to work the words “Christ on a bike!” into a poem. But no doubt I will end up accomplishing nothing much more than managing to...

I've set my heart on a glimpse of you: Florida Golden Aster (Chrysopsis floridana) --- listed as endangered in 1986 You are so rare I can't find...

Like an icon for some minor but ardently worshiped deity, the painting stands behind a giant molcajete of guacamole, its colors splashier even than patrons usually expect from a Mexican restaurant, the painting, that is; the guacamole is just green. "That's got to have a dozen avocados," she says aloud, and although no one can hear her,...