Monthly Archives: April 2014

Learning to love again in fits and starts. Books due today. Waking to birdsong and soft rain, the house already restless. I’ll go first. The thin edge of the letter’s all we have, crossing the t left to right or … Continue reading →

Hill studded with tombstones all roads circle back to as we run. “We are only mouth,” one says, “Personal pronoun trapped in the mind,” another answers. We hear them calling each to each as the road circles back again, names … Continue reading →

With a subtle movement I take off the top of my head, usurping poetry’s power, feeling the smooth stuff ooze out on my fingers. Usurping poetry’s power, I make new the very air, set everything ringing, I do not mean … Continue reading →

Things I don’t do because someone is watching me. Lines I don’t cross. Fish swim backwards against no current. Angels come into my room quietly turn and leave. Things I don’t do because everybody is watching. A dream I don’t … Continue reading →

I like to micromanage inconsequential affairs and leave the important stuff for others to worry about, like a woodpecker working away at the crotch of a tree. I like to leave empty bottles lying around and pretend they’re wind chimes … Continue reading →

A cluster of stuck together seeds stumbled upon in the woods as a boy, copiousness of the word ‘the’ at that age, the seeds delicate pungent and so many hanging there as the boy stumbles into himself, heavy with sick, … Continue reading →