Brutal Filament Inside Aglow
I wasn’t saying anything.I was thinking how last night my wife screamed in her sleepI’m sorry I ever married you.When I shook her awake, she said, Not you,Alfred. Who the…
Caruso on Pluto
Part of me still believesit’s possible to breathefire. Miles Davis can’t be the only one.I’ve positioned myself closeto where the membrane’s thinnestnot just for the ripbut also the merrimentlike when…
Whoz Side U On, Anyway?
Once there was a mountain herethen a glacier came and whenthe glacier melted, the ground lookedlike brains so some critics came alongto decide who was avant garde enough.Those that weren’t…
Vacationland
I dreamt I was somewhere elseand woke up there. Huge cableshung above me like someone else's ideasof guilt, they could get you somewherebut in another season. A dog I knewtrotted…
Red Glove Thrown in Rose Bush
If only bodies weren’t so beautiful.Even rabbits are made of firecrackersso tiny they tickle your hand.If only the infirmities,blocked neural pathways, leg bracesand bandages didn’t make everyonelook like they’re dancing.Breathing…
Long White Feather
in the Knife Drawer
Dread of what’s grown in the night.Dread of metamorphosis,of the branch blown down in the storm,of the ghost hand brushing my face,of antlers snagged in the starry wastes,of the whole…
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