I said something to my PI the other day that might come back to haunt me. Continue reading
retreating to bed to hide
from the world your deep
body ache, ensconce it
in a cocoon of down; Continue reading
make monkey, your
mostly confirmed astolat of
breaking chimneys with
wide sweeps of impromptu
corn dancing. stop. you’re not
all right. it’s only a clowder
if the contours are purring.
something like that you can’t
smell rapture when it’s
changing shape, making giggles
and undoing its belt.
I must have missed the memo instructing all of us educated 20-somethings to get married.
He was young, the way many of them are young, and he died the way many of them die. Continue reading
Here dead we lie because we did not choose
To live and shame the land from which we sprung.
Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is, and we were young.
— A.E. Housman
Something a little different today.
“For the once-alchemist
Full of golden regrets
He gave up all his strength
And put it to the test” Continue reading
“he has a lot of crackpot ideas,”
Serena says, nose upturned just so, a tilt
so subtle it could be mistaken for
natural haughtiness and not the snub
that gilds her tone.
(she had tried, for all of four seconds,
to find an alternative way to issue
what she perceives to be a warning;
but she’s aggressively progressive; she
spent all last week knitting pussy hats
for the March for Women, and
it’s not in her nature to sand edges down
to curves, or to bite her lip
on the word “fuck”.) Continue reading
my fear is that we have finally found
a danger that will not last. Continue reading
(why are you capitalizing how
he feels to explain him when
he’s not there?) Continue reading