A Theory of Falling
What a good use of time falling is
& regardless of the into, i.e. a pile
of leaves, their rustle, a love, the little
sigh a bed...
I Develop A Crush on My Psychiatrist
And here she is: thirst.
A parable about a drowning
man. A skull found by the edge
of a river. Gully of a mouth,
bank of a woman....
amercurial
may it remain unchartered, chatter of latesinging
mockingbirds, it is daybreak no matter when
awakened. how else to halt the haunting but to
avoid the night? all...
Codex
We sandbag the ventricle leak of ancient light
to restore haloes to the right objects –freezers, turn signals,
microwaves.
Everything is early, spry with milt, the delicate...
Underfunded
Robert’s black hi-top
fade has been dyed blue
this week, and after
I teach the prompt
to prepare these
third and fourth graders
to write poems
on constellations
they’ve created
by connecting the...
Chapter Five: [How to Survive Deadly Diseases]
The following is a list of possible illnesses one may face during an expedition and the essential tools to survive.
LOST-FOG
++++++++++++Fire-mirrors,
++++++blanket shelter,
stone saw,
++++++++++++opticompass,...
Welcome to Troy
Image: Supplied by the author.
Kasha Gauthier: In the Spring of 2020, I traveled weekly from Boston to my hometown in NH. My dad...
Nacre
+++I am the remnant for my mother’s
cousin Pearl, a totem standing
in the shoes she had worn
+++in my mother’s affections.
I’m not sure anymore how, of...
Summer. You.
What tells you ripeness, Love? What tells you wonder?
To green a bud to bloom, to burst, to plunder Spring’s
Dear light. Who is most wonderful?...
Tornado Back Home
It was the sound of stirring stone fruits
In a stationary blender, and the screens
Guarded discernment, and slats faced the wrong
Way, smoke alarm pierced with...
On Seeing You, My Son, Overmedicated for the First Time
I drive us through the drive-thru
& you misaim the fries to your mouth;
flimsy, undercooked strands dropping
on your lap, in the crack beside the...
Wasted
1.
On the darkest days
of pandemic
I avoid the rooms
with the tools I could
easily use
to kill myself.
I’ve almost certainly
witnessed a few animals
die of their own
volition.
Squirrels, insects,
a...