I am a pattern of currents, each a chord twisting an imprintin the sand. What I do is movement, sometimes the swiftestfloodwater, other times a slow curling eddy—the kind fish,thick and slick and full of shadows live entire lives within.I
My Sweet Friend Falls to Death’s Miasma
glittering glittering athena i honor your maternal sinews every corpse in its place undreamt melancholy unhealed i will not run from battle the deal she is mine i save her i am a rhinoceros i am a buffalo i am a bear i
The Spittle of a Bird
i am red endlessthat here gives me strength the harvest moon makes wineof our blood i drink offend the magnificent cowo magnificent cow so often i offend o comrades spread your netsin these woods for i have just seen a lionessa tigress
5 Poems
AFTER EMILY WILCOX’S BEAST OF BURDEN It is very cold, there are strange stars near Arcturus, Voices are crying an unknown name in the sky -Archibald MacLeish On the appointed day the north skyCondemned us to a shared sun. We were
Featured Visual Artist Issue #14
-These are few selected works from the last year or so. These pieces started as an exploration of the size and scope of the natural world (specifically the Pacific Northwest) and the feeling of awe being submersed in them
@hawke_in: DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989)
@hawke_in is a twitter-logged endurance performance and long-term movie marathon documenting live commentary of every film Ethan Hawke has acted in, resulting in a series of companion readers garnished with lonely anecdotes and feminist media criticism. just started watching, had
A Gift A Sorrow A Challenge
i tie a ribbon to a tree leave milk and honey the white fleece of a young ram i borrow the best picked men we sing welcome first earth first mother we carve on each other’s bodies rivers woods valleys every evening flower
2 Poems (Anxious Diva)
ANXIOUS DIVA My body: the most public yetof my many humiliations.Shame manifest as flabthat I’m convincing myself I shouldlove, I should touch, as though it is money, my lovelylottery lumps. Now accepting plastic:Discover, American Express corporate.Now enduring: street harassment, honey,lemon,
Hotel Life: A Play in to Parts
dedicated, with love and reverence, to leslie scalapino Patti was a punkRed tights or was it a red dressVisionary Indian angels revealing pyramids the writing in the sky Bird slows it down eyes follow line Of bird This is the play Dangling
Person of Interest
the thugs were childrencircling the villain with torcheswhile their grandfathers were liftingthe newspaper like a barbell each day from its useless doorstep fat beard full of mouthmarshals the house to false alert you put out the fires that came inbut