Archive for June, 2011
After May ended, I built steps back down to home. At the bottom we met in a bed – a bird’s nest. You spread blood, spit, and sticks across my open room. I spent weeks pushing out the knots, you left like metal from under skin. Now that you’re gone, I try taking the steps [ READ MORE ]
Winter and I stand on the pool, eyes staring at deer tracks, spots where the ice gives. Cross, pool to lawn, woods to field, snow falls, lines up with the grass, ground– burst, dried out. Lie down, eyes are spiderwebs, snow catchers. Sit up, eyes are film projectors, time– blinks of light. Sign on a [ READ MORE ]
Whispers like solid stone and my mouth fills with cement powder. She picks up a shovel, saying “I just need to flatten out your teeth.” Broke a few keys in the process of typing out her autobiography. It sounded better than mine– Hers had kids, mine didn’t. She said a poem is like a quilt– [ READ MORE ]
The train rides past cement arms, arches under bridges under cars like empty door-frames. Floating landscapes roll through stone hands as if time is tearing canvas from paint. Then empty boxes– trucks jut from one-eyed warehouses, windows broken or shaded in dirt making stained glass the way rubble makes a mosaic. The meadowlands are still [ READ MORE ]
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