First part of the wicker of un-understanding Ne plus ultra of asshole boyfriends Who was trying to pull my arm I fell heavily to sleep with jellyfish In my stomach, there had already Been a curious headache of nuts, deep Decay of death & unholiness, then a high Neighbor speakerphoning with a woman All night. […]
Wasting Away in This Vanilla Darkness
for CA Conrad Kegel now before the monarchs Flutter up under the lamps to smoke The guard coming toward us Looks like Felix Morisseau-Leroy Hurry the rest of them won’t be beautiful Like him. Metallic taste of old Cherry Coke. These are the mechanic’s keys Don’t move them. It happened To be a moment I […]
Report
Without headphones without Book. At once muscular And carbuncular & wearing A dress that could only Be called Hulk Hogan I went To the meeting. Because I had to. Because not to Could have only been called Maladaptive. Well what kind Of poet were you the people In power demanded to know In so many […]
Against Travel
for Dana I dream en route from St. Petersburg, Mississippi to St. Louis, Florida. My vampire lovers are precariously situated in a novel by James Hannaham. More numbers of us are vampires than originally thought. All of us. You can tell by the loose and missing skin of our teeth. Our outfits were cut out […]
Walking Dead Love Song 39
I am done with Walking Dead says someone not me I have no agency Your valley of wrath sustains me coddles me please do not wean me I’m hungry Your bludgeoning bat and your gluttony wasted the last good man on TV Look the blood runs around me colors & warms me My little gray […]
FAQ on the Divine Mercy Part Two
Religious forum genre is special, very holy writing. People share profound feelings, and can be philosophers any day of the week. Some more topics we discuss together include: Newbie question about the 54 day Rosary Praying for those who do not believe in Jesus Christ […]
Post Script
The time between my last word and your unwritten one is a footprint that fills with mud. I am raising pigs for slaughter, and their affinity for mud affects my use of the image. I have new mud reverence, its sounds and cooling properties. I would be a nun without you, and wish you would […]
Always To Do
There is a landscape I return to once I’ve been let down by every last body. Not a horizon, but a fully fleshed out three dimensions— with the topography of a furrowed brow— my gaze is the unadulterated sun ready to burn skin. My papers— technology— sobriety— and intoxication. After the second heartbreak I called […]
from Skins of Columbus
The journal dreamt itself. Its pages you wrote to capture mental colony from its root in the name, Cristóbal Colón. But what captivities does the name, that sound—Colón—hide? Drop its diacritic and you drift like plastic in a sea of eroto- genic marks. How does the large intestine entwine in the same sign that names […]
The Coat
That winter a dog bit my hand. The wound, violent. I was studying cosmology. Everything began with heat and density. I didn’t know how to be happy and didn’t think I could learn it. The dog’s collar had a rabies vaccination tag but the animal didn’t look loved. Billy said lost animals aren’t random, they […]
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