Iron Boy has been Called to save Sydney From annihilation And the Myers-Briggs Personality Test Doesn’t actually mean Anything. A new study Suggests horses can Read facial expressions Differentiate heroes And goats roam empty Prairies of our memory. Chemical strangle… Continue Reading
One Anodized Moment In the parking garage at dawn the rows of cars nose the lean moon setting over the suburbs. I lie back and listen to ticks of engines cooling; the air, although November, sultry enough to spoon and… Continue Reading
The limits of power All of what a cloud could do I can do in my mind dragon whale small girl child willow tree past thoughts caught in a memory box pocket of digital faces numbers not to call skin… Continue Reading
Bed ruffled. Stink rises from the city dump. Old magazines stacked on chairs. Cranes like giant steel grasshoppers move in among the derelict brick weeds. Broken umbrella sailing in from Jersey City. Waves bring the joy of syringes and failed… Continue Reading
I know you heard my sleepless tongue repeat in sleep how I yearned to rearrange every whitecap letter of my name, so I could blacksmith my manner into Edmond Dantès. Each letter would spend a year in flame, the J… Continue Reading
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Day disappeared from the shallows: I asked for it back; my soft lines in your hard shell. Touch is frantic Everything you think you gave me duplicates in circles and holds hierarchy Unknowingly I taught myself magic during five-minute breaks… Continue Reading
fire of conflict I have to remember how —why I brought the matches what you spun ———fed on us ———left me ————-skin stretched over memory I thought change was natural a chasm between idea and the reality remember this—–the matches—–the… Continue Reading
Evenings I muse over mason jars and hermetic seals on the subway, the efficacy of drier sheets and cologne on tissue paper dabbed along the gap between bathroom door and frame; I worry about wet towels and thresholds, the reliability… Continue Reading
dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music. bourbon heavy on my lips. the bass builds to a crescendo, covering me in dark silks. hush now, the streetlight croons, your eyes are tired with night fever. rain soaks the power… Continue Reading