There are so many ways to say it:
on the verge
on the cusp
on the precipice
on the brink
of catastrophe, apocalypse, war.
Then war breaks out
and we see...
Here is my new (July 2021) album posted on Bandcamp .. the album is free to listen to, download, and keep, as you like...I...
She left me for another man
This one she thought she’d keep
Two beers down to drown her out
One shot of whiskey deep
She smashed the lights...
I woke up this morning in Texas, and all I can think of is driving further, on to the coast of California, to golden...
Growing up in Phoenix
I thought exhaust fans
in other people’s bathrooms
were put there to remove
the smells
& I asked my dad why
we didn’t have exhaust
fans &...
The solitude of widowhood, they think,
is pyre that never bows then dies, a night
of vigils, stretched-out sighs, a lisp to air,
a sudden twitch of...
Sojuz Šrek Párty is my new album.
Sojuz Šrek Párty refers to Ašrotmáš. Ašrotmáš refers to anything, so it also refers to this album. Find...
My father told me if I wanted to catch fish I had to think like a fish except he said it with an r like frish...
It seems inconceivable,
reading on a couch on a Sunday afternoon,
that one day I’ll die
and my decades of warmth will release
back into the sky’s body
and...
the fish dances around the cat’s sternum
shakes ribs with its five-pronged fins
not an animated gill out of place
I turn off the TV
it’s raining outside...
I sit here, nowhere
a place i was born in but
it has changed
and i am a stranger now, somewhere
i try
to recognize but i can't.
reading the...
my testosterone has been chopped
medically castrated by injection last week
in prep for radiation treatments
I couldn't hold my water today and had to scrap today's...
Last night I went down to the lake but the sky was what I really went for, so last night I went down to...
Always, there are voices that come,
unchecked
as the sound of water, lapping
in the stone basin of the night fountain
Some magnanimous, as the sound
of father digging...
Buying this ample ranch house in the country,
I dreamed I could rescue you, my husband,
from the nursing home where I couldn’t visit you
because...
I am a cupbearer, offering my better half her morning
mug of coffee. She asks, Why is your face sad today?
I cannot take all of her...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCCXspvxP_E
Wherever you are,
in whatever room
of whatever house
of whatever's left
of whatever life
you may possess,
imagine that room,
that house, that life
in the middle of a ship
in the...
dig a hole
crawl in
pretend that
the world is fine
repeat
as needed
Stuart died.
It happened at our book club.
Vinyl Café had been off the air for a few years
but seemed like a fresh memory.
Then someone mentioned...
I prefer to wander,
not stay confined
when science says
it’s OK to venture.
But then I stumble
finding a man, half-dead,
ensconced in a rusted truck,
his fingers curled, necrotic,
his...
A five year old stuck in no-child's land between
The hospital and the duck.
The hospital had my mother,
The duck had me.
Once bitten
It was so hard...
I want a larger territory
than a screen and two fingers allow.
Give me maps
impossible to fold back correctly.
It would not frustrate me
that they never sit...
.
more than ever
i need an enema
or an island of my own
the general public
can no longer determine
squirm from quake
and
i won't go back
to hanging tears
on the...
My first poetry book is now available on Amazon from Dead Man's Press Ink!
I am so excited to share a collection of my poetry...
"Where is the end of the line?"
The concept of the EP is a cut and transcribed part of the original voice recording I recorded...
Holy man,
with a common farmer tan,
I watch your metamorphosis into god.
An exhibitionistic affair
I am your favorite voyeur.
Eyeball plastered
to the Sacristy peep hole.
Disrobe, pose and...
Fragrant grasses that covered me.
Packed earth by fire, tending.
Slow walk with an aging dog,
morning or twilight, it is the same.
Open window, girl practicing violin,
notes...
We used to cut through, hop fences, slide sideways through hedges, making the distance between our houses a two minute steeplechase.
Ours was a 1960s...
I won’t wear the KN95 knock-offs
I ordered from Amazon, the horizontal seam
like a duck’s bill. Imagine the waitress,
straight-faced, asking, “want quackers with that?”
Or you...
Space Hydrogel
Nurse inserts lifts
to hold up my calves.
Stirrups, I think to myself:
this must be
what it's like.
Oncologist appears
between my legs; I crack a joke.
Doctor looks...
When the Doc gave me the results from the biopsy and the "options" available I told him I needed a couple of days to...
From the band's latest album. Follow them on any major streaming service.
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When she
spreads butter
across toast
she’ll find herself
thinking of jumping
out of a window
paranoid thoughts
fears certain foods
her Nan’s boyfriend
molested her
until she was 9
when he had
the common sense
to...
How did you answer, when your friends asked,
Who was she?
"Someone who meant a lot to me once.
But that was a long time ago,
and I...
The woman who walked out of the woods had been in hiding for four hours. Her name was Lexie. She was hitchhiking home to...
we walk your district quietly.
wait in the shelter.
I will
quite like a wild rumpus here some time.
I rather would.
It'd be stern,
but tender;
no broken bones
nor bruises,
only a disciplined hand
swift with love;
I rather would
it leave a sting that's
fast and fathering.
Moon sunken and cloth
His head resting on the crested pillow, a cacophony of arms
Belly, soft and strumming
It's dal for me tonight, doll
Before me, the...
It's all too much, the floor strewn with gifts
we couldn't possibly deserve. But our son
is happy, going from toy to toy, and so
are we,...
I've been hand drawing a card since getting married 40 years ago. We became grandparents this year and my wife thinks the baby is...
A dried booger fell
from my left nostril
as I asked the cashier for 2 lottery tickets
I saw it
she saw it
I saw that she saw it
she...
and they often do here
over the mountain's edge
like some dark sky bull
the best thing to do is strip
off all your clothes
and lie flat in...
I once sang operas and burned candles
in a place made holy by nothing but myself
and whatever there was — Charles Bukowski.
And for a while I...
green
brave
naïve
book-smart
rose-colored
beautiful
innocent
everyone’s friend
jumping in the puddles
sloshing through the rain
rolling in the grass
climbing down the trees
squinting at the sun
holding carefully the bugs
planting the lambs ear
sniffing the...
Decades ago I learned my 1982 poetry chapbook, "The Wisdom of Southern California," had been added to Special Collections at Shields Library on the...
https://soundcloud.com/tater/inhale-blessings
Inhale blessings,
exhale gratitude
if you got, a bad one,
change your attitude
A good lesson in life is to learn
Which bridge to cross or burn
When you burn...
I woke up this morning with a knot of words and got up right away hoping to unfurl them into a sort of typed-out...
Prompt: 5 minutes to write about something being born.
Five minutes? To give birth?
It doesn’t take that long.
A crown appears,
a head bubbles forward and out.
There...
everything hinges on death
their own black heart locks
the armed chickens within
their copper jacketed cage of
bitter fruit wood ankle deep
in the litter of mass killers
my name is man reading newspaper
and the street corner where he stands
my name is his hat
my name is his shoes
my name is the money...
Timmy taps
the walls at night
he’s an
excitable chap
his fingertips
sucking out
Helen’s life force
she tells
the doctors
of the gleeful
sleazy noises
that he makes
Helen knows
that winter
will be difficult
she might not
make...
my dog
is part howler monkey
the monkey part
are his vocal cords
he’s all dog, otherwise
he doesn’t wrap his tail
around tree branches
or climb trees
nor does he have...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iq7JTLGuSec
I took an online writing course which I tried to cancel but it was too late. Our first assignment was to tell one truth...
I talk out loud to ghosts
and never mind how it sounds.
Stella, I tell her, I'm sorry I did not keep up
your garden. The bougainvillea...
depression white waves
no caramel corn
Sara says something in the wind
I don't know what it is
slow walk down the boardwalk
some of my friends
buy trinkets from...
The big
deal of my
day may be
a bowl of
popcorn
and tv.
O I hear my
father’s dead
slippers
on the cold
linoleum
floor.
Hands at ten & two,
late Miles on Bluetooth,
I’m driving north
where once it rained,
where I rode my old gelding
around the reservation,
visiting the hogans
of my friends. We’d
drink...
days come darker still
considering the night
white they peer
sadly into empathy
faces cloud
shoulders bowed
"...acquitted on all charges in the August 2020 shootings of three men, including two who were killed." - CBS
At what time the fog took over,...
As a child I believed no machine
could hurt you, that even the big
crushing ones would stop, would
have to stop, heads bowed, hats
removed, as the...
2:02 a.m.
... collaborating with dead people ...
I sit to breakfast with my stupid wealth
Jack sits across with his butter & toast
a pure victim of...
I’ve never had sex before
will you sleep with me
so I know what it’s like
Dana, you would regret it
for the rest of your life
I replied
so...
there was no way to know
one of these guys
would be a child molester
they were just four guys
wearing beige slacks and button-up shirts
...
hold my breath as
he checks my phone
i've nothing to hide—
still it’s a habit
that familiar fear of
getting caught being myself
later i'm scolded for staying up...
this happens
when hours of sleep
are eroded with compulsion
morning alarms ignored
gadgets forgotten
doors left unlatched
then blown open
while I was at work
something got in
shit on the carpet
my...
what if God said freeze
& you had to wear that face
you make forever?
She fell into my bathtub,
sometime this afternoon,
as water drained
too slowly for
tiny mouse survival.
By the time I found her
rigor had set in,
so I could see...
this poem
left tracks
_________________
spice tea, darkness,
the scheme of things,
end of October
_________________________________________________
A truck rushes through pre-dawn darkness
empty trailer
one of the slack cargo chains ringing out like...
Unable to quit to save herself,
five mouths to feed, all minors,
her husband, undocumented,
deported months ago, she still
woke up early to catch the bus and...
mixed media on paper, 26,5 x 38,4 cm, 2021
(Content warning: death, suicide, incest, rape, murder, and other assorted morbid trash.)
15. What Remains
My neighbor ran after the garbage men screaming, “Stop! Stop! He’s...
Give me a pen and I will break it into three pieces
the way P possesses enough of pity, pain, patience
and E earns enough of endorsement, equality, encouragement
and N receives no,...
I am humbled by the reviews—
Just when you think Jacobson is going to make a point or reach a conclusion, he finds yet another...
I let the screen door close behind me
And the rest of the day was quite easy.
At the dining room table
Covered with plates covered with...
The sun hums
a sphere song
rising south
along the horizon.
The winds cool,
greens lessen
& brittle,
leave the leaves
festooning
falling kites
attached
to unseen strings.
Persephone
eating pomegranates
on a hay ride
begins the harvest.
Holes are...
Rest easy unborn
while the warm air cools
without a sun
a dark blanket
growing damp
until gravid
with aqueous eggs
delivered to
each curving cradle
of an expecting grass
ready to fondle
its adopted...
Do not keep the herringbone wool, the upright
Hoover or the red galoshes. Never mind
that the wooden wagon of colored blocks still
sparks joy. Go ahead...
https://soundcloud.com/rc-james-user841120068/starrs-blues-lyrics-starr
For Miss Auntie Lola with love from your Starrchild. xo
Lemme tell y'all sumpthin—
It don't get no betta than this.
It jess don't get no betta;
ain't...
pigeon-breasted Margarite thanks god
that the pitch-glued cabbage leaf barrier
and pessary of honey-soaked acacia
are relics of the past—
for freedom and modern convenience
she bares ankles for...
buttery sun sinks
another hairpin turn
a million more mountains
After she died
I thought I’d miss her
being here.
But I got over that.
Now I know
what I miss
is never knowing love
like that
again.
Once I sprained both
ankles playing basketball.
Sedentary, house-bound
for weeks, I smoked pot,
snorted coke, chased speed
with shots of whiskey. Take that,
brain! Take that, heart & take
that, liver! Punishment more
than...
https://soundcloud.com/rc-james-user841120068/done-gone-wrong-ii
Everything done gone wrong
done gone wrong
over the top
down to the edge
can't fix it baby
I got nothing
I got diddly bop
every damn thing
done gone wrong
you touched...
Did you know my doctor has no teeth
and smokes
in the patient lounge? You can never trust
a guy like that
(the things I could tell you)
and...
On Sunday I wrote you a letter about how the sky was such a deep blue
Then, on Sunday, again, I wrote you another one,...
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"Why do you teach kids to be proper" is the title of my new performative album.
Some time ago, I was at Kysak train station...
Tiny twin fluttering fans dart up to hover just there,
beak fronting and losing its length to bud inside.
Wonder of airs elite sharp drawing sap...
I’m still suckin air
big Bob says
when I ask him how he’s
doing
to be funny I say that sucks
he doesn’t get the pun
and thinks I may...
As midnight tolled its long count
our host Stefano tumbled down
into the oleander plants
around the border of the lawn
Valley dogs were barking
as we pulled him...
it doesn’t matter if it followed
a single night of passion
weeks of an affair
or a lifelong commitment
the consequence must be embraced
this stirring has its own...
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sick in bed
I hear talking outside
the fan is blowing too fast
that motorcycle is too loud
somebody’s music is playing obnoxiously
every sound is intrusive
how did they...
father's ashtray
the night she died
silent volcano
This is a two track single named Magnitude 8.0 I finished some time ago.
The two tracks are
A side - Sun Runner
B side - Kill...
my boy
will not get
a game ball
it is a foregone conclusion
you can see the truth
of my assumption
in the glittering eyes
of the kid-with-the-big unit-windup
and the griffey...
in the other chair
he had
a pensive look
as if unsure
i was ill-fit enough
to grace
the darkness
of his halls
i guess
i may stick around
a while
Dear Tenant,
It has come to our attention that you’ve really been appreciating shelter. You lie on the couch and are so grateful to have...
https://soundcloud.com/rc-james-user841120068/she-left-me-for-a-william-burroughs-novel-1
Looking out a summer window
wondering where it's all gone
coming up with distances
falling through a prism like a song
Sunlight plays over the Spanish wall
a dragon...
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he asked me who will be afraid of our ghosts
ghosts of humans
when we are gone
i replied the animals
then after i thought
it will be everything...
there's a dreamer at the edge of the prairie,
an ancient angel of brutal sex, arranging his affairs
he's bravely able, the bull in the maze,...
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I am going through old brands
one by one until I find that diner counter
white cup with two creams and a dark
green stripe around an...
Now available in our Resources section is a copy of the original, out-of-print magazine Clock Radio #2. This is a special "Bukowski" issue, featuring...
Q: Would you categorize poetry as fiction or nonfiction? My own opinion would be nonfiction because it speaks or alludes to universal truths no...
https://soundcloud.com/concussionbox/easy-lies
Takes a few miles
to get there.
Gotta get warmed up
calibrate to conditions
get through the lights
outta traffic.
Find a rhythm
a gear ratio
a cadence
a speed
in sync
with threshold
breathing.
The road...
around the house by the glow of fairy lights
from above the window and a lemon moon
centered underneath. There is a path worn
into the saltillo...
"Arf!" I barked,
hoping she'd acknowledge my existence.
No luck. A woman with a dog
is more content
than any woman
with a man. Dogs
love unconditionally;
not men. Dogs
want food...
all the libtards wearing masks
that’s how you know who they are
fuckers suffocating our kids
pandemic’s never existed anyway
global elite just want to
inject us with magnets
heavy...
I guess they’ve read enough
Dan Flore poems
here’s one to shove at them
I put out a cigarette on it
because there’s only ashes left of me
text...
I think Teddy Roosevelt stayed here once
after the asylum and before the second fire
back in the time of postcards and parasols
ostrich feathers and wicker...
At the institute for divine research
we smeared live brain cells
on microscope slides
to see what consciousness looks like.
Under intense meditative stress
we stared into space
wondering if...
It's not the impending absence,
but the calculated haste
and slow sudden death;
it's the free fall dream
where you wake just before impact;
it's the time lapse of...
it’s Sunday night
and I was at my mom’s house
for the weekend
and we are going
through the McDonald’s drive thru
as a treat
because we have to
say goodbye
the...
I would define this project as an attitude, expression, or gesture (which is the way I do things in other art disciplines), but now...
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I've spent the past week thawing bags of frozen peas,
saving our microwave the burden.
Now I stand at a clinic counter holding an empty semen...
the dirt patch under
the power plant
has seen some grim fairy tales
overlooking dreamstreet
the mangiest of mushrooms
grow there, spottily,
near dessicated evergreens
and faux palmettos
it was the last...
By the Brazos River a butterfly crossed my path;
twice it waved its wings when I cried already missing you,
wished we had taken you one...
These portraits are from the series "I took that personally." —Nicholas Wintzler
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There’s a hum
under all the noise
the quiet voice
of silence
a sound of void
filling muted noise
like the dark of night
fills receding light.
An old bar called
The Rose Tattoo
flew in from the past.
The flat blue outline of floret
appeared on an imaginary arm, filled
with that dank red
only pink...
Nothing approaching
the soul-on-fire,
“I saw the best minds
of my generation destroyed
by madness…”
more like tossed potato salad.
Still, I don’t put down my pen.
My desktop Thesaurus
tries to...
Day after day with no entries in my Google calendar.
Tell a friend who lives in Philadelphia to move to Idaho.
Disable my Facebook messenger service,...
the dirty swill marks of yesterday's wine
using bottled water
this is crazy
it is 36c and 8pm
the sweat ring around my titties is visible
what more can...
i guess you are out on the bike speeding about the tracks
whizzing along
and i may have found a photo and wonder if it is...
My whole day today is going to be writing in a notepad that I used to care about
I'm going to write about how much...
A lunatic in a Tucson Walmart
placed a Ben & Jerry’s pint
of “Oat of this Swirled”
into his shopping cart
& unsolicited, he began telling me
how innocently...
He was a celebrated Italian castrato singer of the 18th century.
I am a middle-aged-white dude-high school English teacher in full Hail Mary mode, going...
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Sunday, you rotten bitch
everything is closed
and there's nowhere to go
even if shit was open
Roger's wasted
so is Zack
some guy
is blowing
his lawn clippings
into the street
my wife...
For those of you on Facebook, we've started a group so that
publishers can post calls for submissions and
writers and artists can post...
My dog
is a sonofabitch.
In his mind
I am dog
separated
from my mother
as a puppy
when we tug
a white sock.
It’s a dog
eat dog world
but not in my house.
I...
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During the period of creating the Agnosia photographic series, I was inspired by visual agnosia. Visual agnosis is a disorder of knowing familiar things...
Fledglings leave the nest,
the nest is an egg, its
shell cracked open.
We tell our children stories
about the heat of the sun
& of melting wax.
They smile...
I left my window open. Moonlight knocked over
the dresser, flung socks and secrets like a thief
scared away mid-theft. A fly rummaged my body. I...
I break my hard shell shield from sharp cold,
find soft shoots and grass to eat in the warm.
As I grow out my young selves...
All I think about is killing you.
With my .38 caliber pistol barrel
stuffed into one of your nostrils,
that you dig and pick.
The bullet trajectory angled...
https://soundcloud.com/rc-james-user841120068/booda-wot-doddy
nobody knows where it is I been
but you can bet I’m goin’ back again
booda wat doddy
booda wat doddy
wadda bop den
when your number comes round
oo...
another night of nothing
the TV is giving me a headache
the fans are blowing
in fact the fans aren't just blowing
they're blowing up
minutia is flying everywhere
I...
Most days
Shuffling behind him, collecting his socks,
She regards his three heads and
Two left feet, bedhead breath, beer belly,
Broken bones and battered plans
And sighs.
Wraps a...
the day i first
declared myself
The Artist
you laughed so hard
we both wet ourselves
it was autumn
of some year
and we left behind
a smoking crater
that was once Paris
i...
Of all the forgotten faces
let me be one.
Like the wind
felt
but unseen.
Like the dot
that never grew
beyond
any dimension.
An epiphany
of
voice, thoughts
and feelings.
A regurgitation
of moments
that never stilled.
a tiny chinese woman in sumatra
moves from shanghai so she
can be poor there instead
makes me a stir fry with onions &
bok choi, ginger &...
If I had more time—
neither family nor job, neither
errands nor sense of duty—
I would visit every week,
light, free of all this weight
which presses me...
we all face is the falling—
that gradual descent
between young energy
warm spunk
and the weary bones
eaten by each and every day
the heap is not a bad...
You like those poems
Americans write
where some lines
are just
one
word
Emphasis
And nowadays
it’s all the rage
to write poems
with slashes/which
really have no/
purpose/that
a line break
wouldn’t achieve.
And as for rhyme…
No one’s...
oh we talked gravel yesterday
how they sent a substitute
that I had not ordered the wrong colour
explained I quite like things come random
that all was...
I used to tell people
hey, I got published
and they would always ask
did you get paid?
invariably the answer was no
so now I just keep it...
I stretch before an open window, shaking off
a sticky ache, a symptom of two days and nights
of flitting from one party to another.
Ecstasy evaporates,
leaves...
I tagged Barbara
because she is obsessed with
protecting wild herds.
Not sure why I included the descriptor
prom date on my post
but Donny replied,
You are the best...
you're gonna
meet death
out there
somewhere
you could die
in a place where
someone else has pissed
or where no one
has ever died
tra-la-la & boom
man going by
on his bicycle
piano in...
I hang my tired shoes
on a power line
above the height
of tireless hopes
not to fall down again
not to be worn
by a naughty kid
whose life-long running
has...
Sometimes I go
by the name
of Avideco
She tells me
that it sounds
like the old
ice cream brand
Avidesa
I tell her
that it means
Greedy
in Esperanto
She thinks
that I’m ridiculous
I agree with...
the pigeons
do their dancing bits
right here on the
street and call it life. If
you stay still on Sundays
you can hear the flute music
at the underpass
where...
Just out and soon available on Amazon (w/ 2 of my poems), the "While You Wait" anthology.
This was commissioned by our local poet laureate...
They got me because our canteen over-quenched civilian curiosity
They got me because two hands on your saddle horn I lost the reins
My name is...
It is possible I reached
my full potential
when I wasn’t looking
or thinking straight
I may have left
my ideal self behind
in a jail cell
under a bare light...
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The book is available on amazon:
The passwords of my Bank accounts
shall get buried with me & no skeletons
will remain. My self-centred children
might guess the names of my dream girl
(Deepika...
please tally
all the languages
in the world
sojourning linguists
at last count 7,117
are spoken
a ton
of different tongues
the # of poems
incalculable
my hypothesis
to formulate
our thoughts
we grind & encase
our notions
like...
A first today.
I cried at work.
Been plenty angry
while working jobs.
Never bawled.
One positive—
I work at home.
My daughter is five,
traumatized—melts down
in daily transitions—
screams, throws chairs.
Classrooms evacuated
while...
For Kelly, whose tomatoes never made it to Rachael
Forgive me
I have taken the tomatoes
I was supposed to pass on to your friend
I have dropped...
So, I finally did it ... published a "book" of my poetry. Please stop by and have a look, and maybe even read a...
This selection of photos comes from Paul’s ongoing photography series, Limited Light. The series was born from a desire to photograph artists in a...
a sharp pain shot through the ground
in a room without windows
car doors slam
buddha arrives
from indiana
with feathers
in her hair
every month
staggers in
with lettuce
turning brown
sky is clear
wind...
the best poems rattle
like a tin can down an empty street
they hang from lamp-posts in the dark
heads shaven
tar holding feathers
from some exotic bird
the best...
I saw myself
up ahead
on top
of this sand dune
waving to me.
Now I’m here
nowhere in sight.
I might have known.
These footprints
that don’t exist
here where
I am standing
would have...
Longhaired strongman
divorced
weary of seeing
the horrors in the world
has hung up
his jaw-bone-of-an-ass
seeks a Delilah
for fun & bondage
will gladly turn your grind stone
& attend to your...
in the present extreme
I want it all
to go away
all variations of viability
mainstream or otherwise
artistic principalities
as a means
including
extreme
shall be considered
pray for me mom
in the present
fetter...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8m6HUU-70A
Did you know that in the will he made
before he lost his mind, he left it to me?
I cried when I read the old...
i want to strip
off my cheap clothes
wander out
to the back lot
of my rented, North Hollywood apartment
dig my feet
into contaminated soil
slowly sink, ankles first
lastly my...
the ghost in my house is me
it’s my dog or cat or
nothing, someone
I cant remember who
said—it’s nothing, you heard nothing
nothing brushing past me
nothing in...
the wind was blowing
the tiny flowers
over
and whipping
against Wendy
they were all too fragile
to be there
lacking a young imperfect secretary
but with a handful of straw
I walk into the bone night
great Italian girls wave to me
from their upstairs windows
so beautiful...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHGneCMNLsg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jzt2UOALrGc
Enough, the Centenarian's story ends,
The two, the past and present, have interchanged,
I myself as connecter, as chansonnier of a great future, am now speaking.
("The...
the sign on the door says
Believe in Jesus
Christ Be Saved.
By God,
I knock and score
enough for me
and my friend Ben,
the suicidal Chihuahua,
to get tranquilized
alley-wise over...
Information is just another way of keeping people down.
If authority can't justify itself it must be dismantled.
Multiple causality becomes the ultimate finality.
start by asking...
picture and picture of my bare pubescent bodies blur
a tanned and pink magic lantern show
sick stomachs flat or deep
and all my numbered ribs marked...
i was on the tv show PAN Connection...for 1 hour...which is probably 56 minutes more than necessary...but it is what it is. anyway, i...
“I want a cat.”
“You want a cat that will sit on your lap,” mother intoned.
This is so metaphorical, I thought. It wasn’t even a...
after the miscarriage I dreamed
I was leaning against a yellow doorway
peering through the half-open Dutch doors
alphabet squares and blankets were draped
in a pseudo-cubist's take...
As I watched the sea of Hong Kong millennials
fight with helmed authorities armed to maim or kill,
blue face masks worn also to cover up...
family stories of Allen generally
include the phrase
what was he thinking?
and a trip to the ER
roller skating on the front porch—
he stopped himself with
glass panes...
i tasted myself on him
the way a cat’s tongue
rakes through fur
or a pinched reflection
in the corner of my eye
resembles homesickness
time wraps around itself,
stuttering frames...
You convinced me that migraine was
the throbbing ache of the mind, so
I believed you, telling myself
nausea was a dead butterfly
in my belly and vomiting
acid...
Artist Statement:
Years ago when I was 17, my parents hit rock bottom. I went out on my own and ended up living in...
I follow, as she careens her cart
through Mauna Kea Mall, tossing in cracked cups,
mismatched sheets, biographies
of people no one remembers.
"Why must you rescue beltless...
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Hips like there’s no water near
In class I sat
with a Loreley with goldenes hair.
At five she told K.:
"Our sandbox is full of witches' teeth."
K. talks about that till this...
