They were beside me,
they sat in black taffeta, in veils, leather chaps,
felt hats, lace. “Closer” they call, “closer.”
Archives for October 2017
Together
We had it together but we also had it when we were apart. We got it in that comedor in Oaxaca, we both agreed. Or maybe it was that little town, just a few palapas actually and a beach with a deceptive number of black dogs, called San Angelino. But it’s also quite possible that […]
The Language of Love
no one can call it objectifying women if you’re imagining yourself
Dream with Commentary
with open eyes i swam beneath the surface of a lake and as a fisherman
#39
Curse the state of contemporary art
FROM “I HAVE TO LIVE”
I decided that I was a planet and I was a planet.
Particulars of My Ordinary Life
I spend the day
lamenting & shaking,
quite sad, wasted
for the entire human potential.
from Fort
recited the Lord’s prayer and was hired
to the town to take the pledge
to the honky tonk to take exception
Black Horses in White Envelopes
1 Boxes of meaning.
20 Little books about fire.
3
Kim’s drawing:
“Mask” in bed–“I don’t want
dad to know I’m afraid of
anything.”
from The Tales of Horror
PASTORAL INTERLUDE Our patient sleeping at last, I have come out into the garden bringing this novel with me: I do not think they will think of looking for me here, and I shall be able, perhaps, in these stolen moments, to get down, on the copyright page or the blank flyleaf or crushed in the margins, my impressions of recent events and order my all-too-scattered thoughts. It is crucial I think clearly, I know that, now more than ever, and yet my mind will stray . . . ; how tall these walls of green are!
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