Monthly Archives: May 2022

Reunion

our family plus a cat squeezed onto a tiny triangle of dry land upholstered in moss & stone strewn with shreddings of dry brush all that is left when water drowns beach one of us had a magnifying glass and … Continue reading

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A Little Lost

I run through Manhattan gazelle-like mossy and pert down Sixth past a yakiniku cart scything through crowds dazed within some Zazen dream next time I look around I am smack amid a meadow spattered with rocky pattern where’s the city? … Continue reading

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Oil Wars

I bought an olive oil decanter today to replace the one my husband uses he said but I like the old one I said we don’t need two olive oil decanters he said okay I said don’t you like the … Continue reading

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Hands Off

old people hands string veined & loose spotted skin you can nip in an amusing way, make a little tent a girl frolicked one day with grandma’s hands toyed with bony crone fingers embellished by time see grandma she cried … Continue reading

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Queen of the Evening

sunset comes slow, corners blacken first air is dusky stale, the cat hides in her basket & overhead the ceiling dims until only puddles of light are left distant reflections & such I flounce on cushions bathed in yellow like … Continue reading

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Practical Matrix

After her husband died the household went downhill because she was useless when it came to ordinary tasks like taking out the carnage or grommeting hinges or opening a jar no matter how she struggled and spinned no matter what … Continue reading

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A Good Romance

I met him fifty years ago. Let’s call him X. X was walking down the road searching for Susie. Susie lived with me in the Red House commune. We were sitting on the front steps tripping. And noticed X at … Continue reading

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Little Easy

he don’t start out that way of course day one he were a horsey man tumultuous and muscled in all places thighs loud as trumpets cheeks swoll melons fists like hambone fulsome meaty turn out he was hard as cobble … Continue reading

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What I See at Night

It’s Easter eve and rabbits venture out, all brown furtive and rheumy eyes teeth like chisels–we watch them swift around the plaza skittering on stone– bunnies ripe as melon for midnight ventures scavenging for greens between one cobble and the … Continue reading

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Fairy Tale

Hey Goldie I cry lock me up. I pry out my wrists for cuffing. Look I say there’s so much giving up here a cornucopia of surrender plethora of quit miasma of concession. Listen to me Goldie I spin chains … Continue reading

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