The building itself seems amusedby the idea of a straight line.Mirrors wink.Tiles grin.A giant wind-up figure pauses,mid-thought.Inside, a bicycle made of spoonsleans confidently against nothing.A visitor laughs,then stops, unsureif laughing is allowed.It is.Paintings...
Photo: ScottyBoy900Q at the English-language Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons The grass is wet, dawn rinsing the sky pale as linen. Brick walls rise carefully,as if the fort does not wishto disturb the water.Cannons point outward,patient as old...
Photo: Remington neighborhood community center. “Baltimore Heritage from Baltimore, MD, USA, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons” driving to the baltimore queer tattoo shop for a tattoo from the tattoo artist i can never quite tell about. hoping it doesn’t...
Photo: Wgreaves, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons Nani and I do the tourist thing: drinkwith Beat ghosts at Vesuvio bar, glancelovingly at one of many book-loverMeccas, and try to read in the loudand dark but for noise-cancelling airpodsand weak, weak window...
Photo: Mahendra, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons Red, yellow, blue — houses by the edge of the northern seaI flip through my notes from ages agoships, mast to mastcourtyards with stairs and lanternsclay noses in a sculpture museumDegas, with his fondness for plump...
Photo: Jimmy Baikovicius, CC BY-SA 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons I am trying to be a flyon the wall of this city —attracted to light but stayingin shadow. I speakwhen I need to, in Spanish,speak Spanish and sayI’ve only spoken spanishtoday. I read Nerudaon the bus and...