Postcards
In a Digital World, I Tried to Write My Love in the Analog
There is a special gesture in the analog, in putting love to paper, when everything is in code.
“Causal Connections”
Ceding the head trauma filled lesions That once were seeds planted in my head Struck by a riot’s kisses The violent idealist was telling me Over a meal at his favorite place I shrugged and nodded with a half grin Struggling to keep the food in my mouth At least someone out there understood I […]
the thorns of rosslyn
there is the hope that the wind will hold. on the bus, stiff necks craning, oranged windows framing the sky. thick pigeons squat unceremoniously, my legs numb from the climb. a brokenhut in chrome, this is the picture to send back. falling in line, i pay a first world amount for a third world desire. […]
Letters from My Grandma
“I got a certificate saying ‘I danced the waltz in Vienna.’”
Melinda
Tell me where the data points and where to ship my eastern palms. Family planning and a woman’s body ubiquitously long arms Close around your loped conceptions and our cash. How do you solve a problem like ambition, Melinda? I’ve been caught in the risen gypsy fields, I didn’t mind. I’ll let the world blush […]
