Tag Archives: Poetry

a violence kinetic you have never seen meyet it feels like rememberingmaybe this is all there is i believe soit feels alarmingly short i am translating from the spanish nowi am projecting from the post-modern now you believe i am … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Democracy collapses when humiliation becomes the organizing principle of politics, when revenge feels more righteous than inclusion. — Richard A. Greenwald / “The Politics of Humiliation” / The Baffler Friction is inevitable in human … Continue reading →

Sometimes a Fugue Sometimes I have the ocean roaring in my ears, in my head, not the intermittent breaks and ebbs of waves on the shore — but only the crashes: crashes, crashes, crashes — on an endless loop for … Continue reading →

house unstable (redux) drift the globe on a pickaxeannotate your work with carcassesall palpitation and courthouses your peroration had the lithographtenderness of tenterhooks you play the gamelan tunedto the seventh tone and fiftyclichés overlong you gave thanks to the wrongideology … Continue reading →

Pockmarked (redux) … later I get flashes of grandpa with his old runners all rolled up into one giant sticky mess—balled and held together with tape… He’d talk about the high school girls he’d “teach” Bible Study to. They: all … Continue reading →

0 a fata morgana on the desert horizonto catch a falling knifea future murkan opacityso densevoid0 What I’m Reading: Amandeep Gill, the United Nations special envoy for digital and emerging technologies, warns against a “slow death” in which “we slip, … Continue reading →

Perfidious I’m curious. How did you get here? According to my records you have a Pontiac station wagon with exterior wood panels on the doors, and yet you say God is in your kitchen filching the gas and feeding the … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week The combined effect of rising inequality and economic stress, and the ubiquity of rich or seemingly rich people on the internet and society writ large, can result in people feeling poorer than they actually … Continue reading →

The Dialectic of Finger Traps It is she who lost her hydrogen and must fetishize herself in denial. She has an uneasy remand with her lunchbox: objection, objection! The most remarkable assertion is the dialectic of finger traps, wholly without precedent. … Continue reading →