As I walk into the dim room, a movie is playing and my mom is watching intently. I am there but I am not there, an ephemeral planet in the making. A spectral vision. A light and dark murky chiaroscuro. An opened envelope. Where is this place, this mansion, this...
I sit behind my thoughts sometimes And watch the fiction play out all my selves beaming, the starstuff and the alien in my derelict garden. Like shucking an oyster, earth splits open satisfied with seeing. The camouflage of self emptied of words, releasing the...
I saw the Beatles when they first came to America, it was winter, 1964, they seemed to bring the Earth with them, streaming to New York on Pan Am to Kennedy International, as sure as planets on their course, four firmamental days. Three thousand fans waited, bunched...
Visible in her yellow Houdini eyes, the blue sky is in splinters, In this precarious geology of mind and mortal wounds she possesses two minds, everything had bled out to. Discarded skin, feeling multiple, thirsty as a fossil. One ancient like a knight flailing...
The faces of my family look happy and calm Bending and folding the light, time curving the wind, rusting in our tissue paper faces, our fissures hidden in blown up flesh. In my memory, there is never one of any of us, I don’t look back along time but down...
As the sun descends, Purple and orange paint the beige colored clouds, wine dark blue cloaks the background. Run along the troughs of the wheatfield, and get closer, a wide screen in view, like the panorama of an old drive-in movie, the soundtrack cicadas and...
