April 16, 2022
I take a walk during my lunch, as usual,
turn the wrong way out the building door,
stray to sunlit paths.
The breeze is cold; I’m not a fan of cold.
April 15, 2022
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April 14, 2022
You stand at Devil’s Gulch
and say,
“I don’t think Jesse James
took a horse across here,”
and I don’t either,
because it’s much too wide
and there’s no way
a horse could jump that far
without breaking a cannon bone
or falling into the chasm,
even with Jesse James on its back
April 14, 2022
It was full of old glass bottles,
vases, broken plates and jugs
all remnants from long ago –
an old village landfill full of rubbish,
now part of my garden.
April 2, 2022
Jack fall to his knees in the midst of this white undulation. Not in prayer. Not even out of habit. But just because he's pissed.
March 26, 2022
Awake and outside
among nocturnal animals
something between prey and predator roaming
March 20, 2022
February 26, 2022
Sha Huang It’s okay to be unsure when your brush touches the paperA brush moves with its own willwater and color collideWrestle, merge, and give birthSpontaneous […]
February 12, 2022
“No crime you’ve committed against yourself first, others later, demands erasure.”
February 5, 2022
when nobody calls, I pick up
the days go down the alleyways
I rise
brush my teeth
like they’re all not already rotten
and wonder
January 29, 2022
In 1992 Los Angeles erupted into riots
Latasha Harlins was murdered by a Korean shopkeeper.
January 22, 2022
