Fidelity, for Swans
Mute swans mate for life.
Does lack of vocalization have any connection
to their fidelity?
Mute swans have connection to mute swans.
No lack of fidelity for swans.
For life, mate—for life.
Mute swans have their …
Poetry
Self Portrait With a Magician
I was the first to discover the water
in his lungs Stale light ensnared
in his whited-out open eyes A fish
still pooling in his top hat I flung it back
into the lake What do fishes know
about the …
Blue dementia
we idolized the neighbor who had television
before us. when he was on screens we checked
for blood stains on his doormat. which common
god ever appeared in places at once? but this is
not a must-tell-story of Nineveh where …
blood pact
you’re in the blood room
where they drain you for samples
to see if you’re eating girl candies right.
i glance at your throat & hands
til they call my old name.
under fluorescent
and nursing coos
i give …
Mares I
You sugar your palms for them.
If dawn is coming they will shiver
down the mountain.
Each fading star a sweetness,
the last long brush of dark –
The mountain is familiar.
The lake is familiar. The feeling
of a …
Refuge(e) & Farewell
Refuge(e)
today i am a refugee
just like i was yesterday
and like i will be tomorrow
but I don’t know why within all my lifetimes
of being one
i never learned how to seek refuge
or pray my shelter …
Sixty Seconds in the Body of a Cyborg
a dead body shapeshift into a cyborg to look for his lost body with these details:
facial appearance; a black face snowing with flickery smile.
country; a place where oceans swell from music of blackness peeling its skin.
last seen; …
Aubade For A Body Bejewelled With Napalm (after Romeo Oriogun’s “Invisible Man”)
I must be a god the way I keep tiptoeing out of death,
like the miracle of clouds fleeing the sky.
My palms spread out in prayer like the legs of a cheating wife:
Father, take this cup of suffering …
Field 38 & Field 53
Field 38
Because the physical infrastructure can no longer be used to die
by suicide. Because you thought that the birds were robins until
you looked up. Because the mountain trail (you can see it from
here) is broken into …
Calvary & Self-Portrait
CALVARY
John Baldessari, Hegel’s Cellar, 1986
That thick blue line of painter’s tape might as well be holding everything up. The only fact
from the figures,
not the riders lost on top of their horses nor the horses themselves, …
