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Happliciation

Dear the Hiring Committee of Poets & Writers, My application began twelve years ago. I was twelve and he was thirty three and we were in love. I apologize for beginning with the smatterings of pedophilia and without introducing myself in the usual professionalism and pleasantries fitting for someone who is pleasant and fit and … Continue reading

night in night

there you sit so terribly alive in this wet world with the responsibility of stitching together the universe into a comfortable pull over sweater with the seriousness of a hot daybreak cutting into your face while the birds fly everywhere else besides in your deep coffee bragging to the needy sky what it was to … Continue reading

it will sound like a goose

where are the herds the wild wolves that would massacre this hopeful innocence still hopping into each day the maddening light that cannot reach the deep breath of the forest   everything has been cut down and domesticated even the spring has a plan nowadays for what will grow when   it will be you … Continue reading

what to do

to breathe beyond these shadows i must look elsewhere than where your absence leaks into the late afternoon dark underneath the door light curling behind the curtains like a cat we had together before it died   to destroy the love left in my bones i must wade beyond the treeline against the hefty hues … Continue reading

grey anatomy

dear dear, i used to not think of the generous geography i’ve been given. those cutaways of fat and flesh, those with names i am just sloppily learning. where once stood an abandoned muscle is now the purposeful rectus abdominis. where fat, camper’s fascia. where emptiness, a physiologic peritoneal space with the utmost magical embryologic importance. a rotation, really. … Continue reading

vast

there are no second chances in the devastation of losing it all   you can only do this disaster once to feel so horrible like a gentle rain must against windshield wipers pounding their maximum violence   to allow the fall to hurt more than the landing where you are there on that edge seeing … Continue reading

equinox

what was always wanted was to not ask what to have something said once against the milk of understanding that the earth knows from the sun the seasons from death the way that even here in the comfort of this home assembled from years of the promise of more you will leave to the puddle … Continue reading

Simple

Dear dear, I began writing this last year. Many of the words were complicated then. They were ruined in my mouth. Blood dyed their ends. But all of this has been to write a few sentences, simply, assuredly, without the need to compile anymore at least for a day. Today, for example. So, after 365 … Continue reading

hand held

here handled dead for yet another exhibit of that hand that will reach to feel the cold but will not disrupt the butterflies wing, will not capture the monarch for fear that the flight will be ruined by hands that will soon swat a fly, splat a hornet, take a bribe, scratch a car, finger … Continue reading

meta static

food undigested on the chest breasts already pancakes they will laugh when reaching under the napkin of my body they the strong they the knowledgeable will the question caught on my throat survive the morning before they leave there is another joke that reaches the awake ears bending like flowers to the sun curtains closed … Continue reading