Fairy Tale
The Appalachians were first-rate with cigs
I think because they itched to modernize
& were biologically agitated like most settlers
& pioneers & colonists mixed in with natives
such as, …
Poetry
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Nun Eating a Small Apple
We are in a bus,
my mother and I.
We are going to Zaragoza.
There is a nun sitting next to us.
She looks down,
hands crossed over a bag … -
The Bowerbird
He builds a sitting room:
a roof of twigs, a carpet
of purple flowers.
On the floor, fruit shines
and stones make it proper.Women come by when they feel …
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The wheelchair
The scar is a girl and the wheelchair is a woman. The crutch is butch. The drugs are good. The light is dry. The air is paint. The bed isn’t …
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Ode to My Oldsmobile
Night blue, the size of a walk-in closet,
so long, it was like driving a big fish,
back seat bustle finning behind.My parents bought if from an old couple
at … -
Efflorescence
I do not regularly steal merchandise
But when I walk into Lowe’s, I undergo
metamorphosis. I have stolen mostly pipe fittings, Copper
first by mistake, then PVC
by intention. It … -
Tossed Into the Air
It’s possible marriage flings candelabras against the void.
Also possible: marriage implodes into the Milky Way.
Shall we speculate upon what mansion and brothel have in common?
Nope, let’s mutate. Enjoy our asanas, …
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Cinematic Distance: 5 Films
Film #1
You have holes in your energy field.
The therapist announced.
The husband was dismayed.
His wife brought her hand to her mouth.
Your holes need to be filled. -
The Anti-Suicide Hotel
All the doors were open, dark,
A square tower,
Like a breezed hotel in Miami
If Florida were black & white.
My friend was not quite
My friend, but before … -
Upstate
Yesterday I was in a town where rumors were rampant
And false, like the one about eternal life
Only within the borders of the municipality.
I can’t remember the name … -
I Wanted to Tell You that I Loved You
I wanted to tell you that I loved you
So you would let me use your Chapstick
So we could plant a turnip garden
And fight in the Trader Joe’s … -
Winter
[Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act 5, Scene 2]
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is …