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PoetryCall this
I guess you saw it coming I guess you'd marked the edge well as we walked the path failure is its own reward I…
Poetrysaying goodbye
reading Leonard Cohen by candlelight, visualising bonfire night, your birthday were you still alive under that streetlamp, we could walk together to your bench…
Poetryif your death were a myth
it could be fashioned of iridescent plumage, gilt and crimson, a phoenix in transition, transformed, unbeaten
Poetryvámonos a la playa
is this thing that we say in this Mar Vista restaurant that i open and close open and close open every night it means,…
PoetryThe Minstrel Savior
If I remember right, Jesus arrived at the trailer where we lived in Glenville during the summer when Papaw Henry poured gasoline all around…
PoetryToe Tappin’
Heel-to-toe, he taps to the harmonics of reverberating bounces and swish-swooshing tempos, and to the serenades of sirens outside his window. He dances the Dig…
FictionPathetique
Mother plays piano. It’s a dark night. She plays all the saddest pieces. Tchaikovsky seems to break her piano apart with fervency. Debussy’s sad,…
PoetryBelieve You Me
It’s true, what you said, if I don’t love myself I can’t really love you. I kissed my reflection on the lips last night…
PoetryBoxes
I. My father would’ve laughed his ass off at how overly concerned I am about treating his ashes like a delicate antique; he’d say…
PoetryCapitalism in Cambodia
‘member seeing your little brother just outside Angkor Wat wearing your father’s face ‘fracted through a dented, busted rear view scooter mirror peeling plastic…
PoetryThe red fantail is my favorite
I sometimes think of Lazarus when I feed the seven fishes in my little pond, my sister coming back to life, asking how goldfish…