Poetry
Erratics
The hills and stones are drunker than us. / Someone spilled a thousand rolls of green velvet / at a party of rocks. We walk over them / and through the glissading...
sleeping
you know they love you if they take your picture while you’re sleeping. / i take pictures because i feel like i understand things that way / if i feel i understand...
mandolin
turn me to play tire tracked steel wound funiculars filamented clandestine caravans bordering optic filters and a mandolin so held, so structuralized and redistributed as Saracen crescents as buttery Actias Luna (saturnidae)...
Old Man Winter 1
Old man winter’s got a gap-toothed scowl on his stubbled / crag. He spits blizzards like Copenhagen chew, expectorates / Nor’easters in autumn’s brass spittoon. / / Summer’s child isn’t welcome...
Fulfillment
These geese have accomplished what they were born for: / tedious flight north, nest building on a river bank, / eggs laid and warmed. Not least the long / weeks of waiting...
Goose
The goose was in love with three ganders and they loved her in return — / unheard of in the annals of barnyard literature. The farmer, a woman / with no time for...
monachopsis
glass separates selves — this her! this Other! an / off-kilter smile pasted on comes quickly undone / / the corners peel on a clothed mouth. looks / hungry for something,...
how to (re)cover yourself
here’s how: / / grab a hold and tear / as if through skin / rip / the frills off / get impatient and angry / cut / through layers and...
i’d say “i’ll be back” but i never intend to leave
when i go out for dinner with my boyfriend / i worry about many things: / about the threat of men / hetero & homonormative / about the threat of race /...