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Poetry

Appellation

Once, while making love,
I forgot your name.

The capped wave,
of what may have only been

a tangled bed sheet,
washing you farther and       farther out.

As if the process of losing you
was already in motion.

Your …

Window Zuihitsu

1. Windows! Brothers I never had. Sisters sane, clear, unlike my mad, abusive sister, dead.

2. Eblouissant. French words I like to taste. Etincelle Malgré. I like them all, stippled on the tongue.

3. Always here, windows, even invisible, standing beside me, …

Stones

The first time a Medieval castle was built it was done using people.
Or the backs of people.
Who were in love with each other enough.
So they made a city. Using their arms and hands.
To sculpt the torsos …

Todd’s Garage

One rare day, I remember little about him in any regard, Fa told me interesting things that I was too young to absorb

I remember “coydog” that day, probably he used that word with the other men there, felt hats, …

It’s a dog’s life

in which many give blood, the odd pint, the occasional bag; the stranger few
drain gallons. Even fewer donate with such regularity that they have a central line

conveniently installed for extraction. Not that expedition and speed are what
is …

Hepatica, My Favorite Flower

Spellbound, stomach full of precious stones,
I watch you. Blurry satyr, fawn dozing,

prey on cottony greensward. Gotten goat
unwounded on the whorls of liverwort.

Man asleep on pale green cotton. Warm
man, glowing peacefully like dreaming prey.

Ticks like …