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Two Poems

by water in the glass bottom boat. As if seen through a cloud. Oil refinery across from flight path. Big white drums.

A Sestina for Jarret

Jarret, do you have a large velvet pad I could borrow
Or a gold gift box?
I need a round velvet bar,
Jarret and an acrylic earring stand.

Baraka

I CAN’T WAIT FOR MEXICO TO CONQUER AMERICA

FOR THE FRENCH OF CANADA TO BUILD A RAFT ON LAKE CHAMPLAIN

I CAN’T WAIT FOR LASER SURGERY

I CAN’T WAIT TO VOMIT WHAT I JUST ATE AND SCALD THE PLACE WITH THE CUM ON IT

Image Results for the Sky

Last night’s dream opened with me and Andrew lying in an inflatable boat on some body of water somewhere in summer. A plane was slowly falling out of the sky and heading right towards us. I remember thinking in the dream (when thinking feels like you’re pulling the length of a telescope further out) that I’d seen this before: a plane falling, floating almost, towards these two men in this boat.

A Film That Will Make the Audience Feel Pure Joy

This is a film is about a filmmaker—let’s call her “A”—who, while preparing to shoot her next project, one she has been working on and developing for over twenty years, suddenly has a momentary crisis of faith. This crisis expresses itself by attempting to take all the aspects of her upcoming film work and, instead of shooting and editing them together, deciding to embody and involve them within the patterns of her daily life.