Poetry
[ ] It is not difficult to locate [ ]. My recommendation: a museum, specifically an annex dedicated to landscape portraiture. But how to exit safely, undetected? That is a question of living. And camera backpacks with compartments designed for suspiciously long lenses. (Bonus credit for [ […]
(scalpel)is a song in the mouth ofa surgeon gloving—the old woundteeming omens, belly ofcurved silver to excisewhat was read in strars,prohpecy. She swallowedsilent beneath a sheetall blue, still hidden asGod. Spotlights drenchedher limbs. Her refusalto show herself strickennumb & sterile as a blade (sand)the neighbor boy sinkinghands into the acned moonrevealed after rain. He looseda […]
A saddled horse does not make a good horse.A saddled horse does not make a clean horse.A saddled horse does not make a tense horse.A saddled horse does not make a broke horse.A saddled horse does not make a show horse.A saddled horse does not make a work horse.A saddled horse does not make a […]
spatchcocked, i splay on the table in vein in muscle burst-capillary- inkblots on screen syringe overflowing tissue blood-soaked: plum filling. gown open, i stretch elastic past my knee and it buckles wide—— cobranic mosquito-swole.
unafraid like roast duck on a spitthere is no lawas we know itgod is all for doomscrollingwhatever that meansmere exposure effectright off the domeis he a bad personthey thought they buried mebut i was a seedcrazy sperm[to sherlock]: no shit, sherlockwe’re insects in a boxnext to a bushthat never bears fruitwild berriesinstant karmawasians are dangerousthey […]
After the school dance, your mother casts her best bourbon into your face. The booze hisses your cheek delicately, ice diminishing against your outworn nightshirt. Your friends redden, their gazes collapsing over a neon sitcom. At this point, your mother does not know how her body is ending her, her cells elaborating over […]
Past the old factories, the plants, the myth of white flightThe long stretch of riding slow or cutting up down 38th St. The cheering bleachers, the steam coming off the top ofPawpaw’s coaching headset Daddy got him for Christmas, Daddy hollering over my book, the shiny helmet collisionsand the developing harvest moon, past the old […]
Deforestation With artificial intelligence, creating novel, semi-coherent virus strains is easier than ever. For example, I invent a highly invasive cell shaped like a lumberjack’s axe over my morning coffee. I recommend space. Find a hirsute hillside, one that is a candidate for proactive chemotherapy, preferably near a former mining town that mistakes any sort […]