for Aria / for Evita my babyface a cactusone too far to toucha succulentsunset portrait at 5 o’clock come outfrom your tileyour tucson stuccotake the sonorandesert tread with careabout the sharpthistled shadowsinhuman sunsplay on organpipe stems the greasewoodmost...
“Marvin’s Marvelous Mechanical Museum” by Jamie Bernstein is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0 A strip mall warehouse of machines that my grandpa would take us to on Sundays, where we’d visit with the glass box fortune teller, ride on the three-horse...
a hammock of winter sleep in the armpit of the highway / a log truck raises its voice above the monotone / sound accelerates down the liquid sheet / polyvinyltraffic cones idle in powder’s mouth / a lone pigeon drives the emptiness home Eimear Laffan’s...
Photo by Alexanderphoto7 / Shutterstock.com The unexpected pounce of heat against my face. The evening sun, not even close to setting, blazes off the water. A regatta at Café Regatta cutting like trim scissors into the silk blue sea, flashes of white at their bows....
Photo by Jay Dobkin, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons Before I walk you to the train, I have to stoplooking at you for the hour preceding thismoment, in which we are late to the train & you are, therefore, late to your new job, & in thispre-moment, which...
Christkindlesmarkt, Nuremburg, Germany Once upon a snow globe afternoonyou weaved between the streetsbeyond the evergreens. The cool melody of December chimed beneath your feetas you threaded your way into the eveningaccompanied by the blossoming-sweet melody of the...
