Breadbox Symphony
They do not care about the music—Beethoven, Mozart, the drunken days spent alonedrooling over vein, bloodThe gut-churning, the cello—a wound failing to tightenThe metronome continues:the keys are falling offyour one…
They do not care about the music—Beethoven, Mozart, the drunken days spent alonedrooling over vein, bloodThe gut-churning, the cello—a wound failing to tightenThe metronome continues:the keys are falling offyour one…
Cracksa woman comes to me dressed in a shrunken river’s sigh/ i read the small print of her ambiguity by the light of my hurt and hope for an open-ended…
Count his toesDid they count his toesthe morning after the nightthe trees held their arms backand let strangers passboughs of Switzerlandhow many fingers did they haveunlatching the sash lockof the…
listening for the single rattle of the mixing ball, stirring polish the perfect shade of thin. today she and i, we paint our nails,with polish lifted from the backwoods supply…
What will become of the sky? Where will it go with its ice-blue distances, steamship clouds?Wherever the river of fire takes it. Nothing outlives the fire.How will the rocks show…
A Song of Al KalineUrchins and orphans are different,the crenelations in the foldsof their faces,their beautiful faces.The starfish are not restless,and the Camero never entersthe frame.Maroon is a lazy color.They…
She fasted to such an extreme that she took absolutely no bodily nourishment and lived for full three years without any desire for eating. …
you watch it drag its fleshy belly along the bathroom tilecontracting and lengthening an inch at a time unfurlingits disgusting business onto your clean floor you havebleached each surface until…
peeling off my skin where do i begin there’s something severe & wrong with…
Taillights out& no blinking signals,Emily turned offthe two-lane highwayinto a field we didn’t own& parked the carso that we could set the caron fire to make lovein front of a…