Tag Archives: Writing

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week This is what it comes down to:Me on a park bench, always writing,This is what it comes down to. — Ada Limón / “Little Day” Where to begin? Perhaps with a good tip: never … Continue reading →

Overheard After Obsequies Yes, I was lonely. But now I think things will improve… I woke up with eyes on my hands—double vision in continuous lap dissolve. I’m looking at the eyes on my hands as they look back at … Continue reading →

dust-up at the sewers a jack-in-the-box of new perspectivesready and able to spew prose capes and clangthe punchbowl pronounswe prefer bamboo soloiststo instant hobble confederates call the department of vital fracturessend for the ensign of contested stuntswe got an election … Continue reading →

Muted Video Feed Fugue (redux) No need to look at me while I write, she thinks—and what’s this mass of entropy floating next to me? It seems most people go off-camera for the writing bits, then so shall I, she said … Continue reading →

Deathbed Compact (redux) We vow a deathbedcompact. We sagaprototypes, classicists,& evergreens. We ordinancein & out of time. We be farcicalmasons. We ebb & floelike Greenland ice sheetsunder successive heatdomes. We sailor-skidspanner ewers. We pesosunsets in silence. We illuminepenny bardos. Weare, oui. What … Continue reading →

I am the punctum among the profuse obtuselinearities of custom —socialized behaviors notbeing my thingbut my proscription. I am the punctum that pontificates upon this day —the hypotenuse to the leftnotwithstanding — again, Iam eye. What I’m Reading: Up and … Continue reading →

we fade daily (tanka trio+) dollops and dogmasthe commandment zone oil wellan outdated muleout to pasture / in the drumsomething off-key this way hums all is commercial—the conifers / the lightningsponsored by exxon /flooding brought to you by shell /wildfires … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Gather your losses, oblong & indiscriminate: avocado rot,football, cracked soap dish;dropped eggshells, embryogone. Gather mutilated joy.Smelted promises. Aloft,here & now. In open air.Gather your heartbreak, wind-ing & windowless. Animalthe shadow, lurkingat the edgesof your … Continue reading →

we bl— we bleedwith alarming frequency we blisterunder the heat dome we bleatlike so many sheep we blunder+ blandish our lives away we bloatlike corpses we’ll soon be we blendwell with the earth What I’m Reading: I would have laughed, … Continue reading →

six-example drawing-room several dozen residents in 16mm fleshpray tell of inexhaustible human folly from crossbows and smokesto choral singers and amateur potters hive terminology in a six-example drawing-room youve got british east india co. teaive got ill-fitting small pox blankets … Continue reading →