[obscenity for the advancement of poetry #6]
there’s a stitch in my rib it is mobile it has been there for a week it is hard not to lie
down with a stitch / secure all the rooms / sleep in front...
from SORROW ARROW
You are stringing arrows by a lilac bush
Every time I forget a person my body apologizes
Bad night of dreaming
The rows of devils thick as trash...
Swampmeat
In the current cycle of this hollow
ground there is a spring
where you hide blue
and in the mud. ...
Driving Home Through Virginia
Black-backed, black-masked cardinal
burning on a branch. Season of ice: sense that nothing
is quite solid –...
You’ll See My Design Inside a Lemon
You leave marks in
the dirt & that’s my pattern, ants
swarming a cut potato...
A Test for Safe Zones
The first thing is how to rescue.
How to be less damaged but damaged enough to seem fair.
A favored method is never use your hands for anything....
My year with flowers, unshrinking
Our expenses were expansive, like, excuse me, we'd better
have it: gold wallops, white eggs, even the sterling shone
over-basket. Got water? It...
The Children’s Crusade
Childhood is a lie. Ask anyone. Floods appear
to make us thirsty. But floods do not exist......